Monthly Archives: February 2018

It seems upon reflection everything I do is wrong. In some cases, it takes some thought to see the errors in my actions, the failure in my life, but it is always there shadowed, subtle, waiting to pounce at its … Continue reading →

My friends and I keep wondering what you might be up to in this day and age. Holly says she might have seen you as an art dealer in SoHo. Mellie thinks she heard you’d moved back East (which, since … Continue reading →

I got caught the other day by one of the myriad multitude that are my millions of fans. This one had a bone perfectly ripe for the picking: After yet another brilliantly successful performance, he approached, and called me a … Continue reading →

Your talent offends me. The craft you display, the capacities you’ve reached so quickly, smoothly, so fucking effortlessly, it rankles this old soul. It berates my ability. It mocks me entirely. It shames my skills and my existence. Goddamn you … Continue reading →

I hear you’re lousy. I hear you’re lazy. I hear you’re pretty sleazy, and amazingly easy to hate. I hear that you’re horrible at what you do. I’ve been told from a very young age that everyone under the sun … Continue reading →

The doctor says there’s hope, there’s a future, that something can be done. He believes I can get better, be cured, and fix the sitch I’m stuck up in. The doctor remains optimistic. The doctor is telling me that at … Continue reading →

I am not what they think I am, neither as smart or as experienced nor quite so worldly wise. I am not a hero. I am not a vampire nor a demon nor angel. I am mortal and messed up … Continue reading →

The corner misses you. The light under the lamppost upon which we would lean casts no shadow where you once stood. Your space is empty now and no one dares replace you. Our old hangout may still be somebody’s hangout … Continue reading →

Well, that story went south right quick. I wrote an alternate version where everything works out but you don’t want that do you? You… you prefer the tension, the drama, the danger in how I ended it at first, don’t … Continue reading →

It’s not easy being the savior of the world. The number of requests coming in from an assortment of individuals – a great number of whom no longer believe in me (almost all of which failing to live by my … Continue reading →