Monthly Archives: January 2019

The tour was short. The town was closed. The birds were gone but two gulls fighting over the last remaining pizza crust from someone’s hungover yesterday. “It must have been locals that left it. “No one sensible would visit Cape … Continue reading →

Pastoral scene of the gallant south with the bulging eyes and a twisted mouth as the fluids dribble from chilling flesh in trampled magnolias, once so fresh. Southern trees bear strange fruit; blood on the leaves and blood at the … Continue reading →

They’re motherfuckers for what they did. It’s unforgivable how you were treated. Mistreated. Threatened and berated you, those bastards did, day after year, making you miserable, building a bitch of a life from what parts they provided you – what … Continue reading →

So far, nothing’s changed. I have become no intergalactic superhero nor have the multisexual models come to offer me pleasures untethered. I am no richer nor more powerful nor faster or more wonderful than I was during the last past … Continue reading →

She said she would make music with me but I didn’t know how to sing and couldn’t play a thing could simply make literate lyrics so she found another who was far easier to play with. This is often the … Continue reading →

Pretty Woman, the Musical, which came from Pretty Woman, the RomCom, was begat by “$3,000,” the screenplay, which was neither a musical nor a RomCom but a down and dirty diatribe against the prostitution industry and the city of sin, … Continue reading →

Rather than the plan of beating the dawn and dashing to the river moving a friend racing back north and accomplishing countless tasks before the light, I broke at noon with masturbation, comics, crackers and cheese, plans be damned. Is … Continue reading →

New York whispers. New York shouts. New York hisses. New York complains and compares and contradicts all in one instant all in one breath. New York mutters and shudders and makes legs flutter when first entering, often. New York is … Continue reading →

Why is it only after you said you would never marry me I begged you to marry me and when you forbade me to lust after your sister I seduced your sister – tried to seduce your sister – made … Continue reading →

Hey, I hate to keep doing this and I know your getting tired, probably, but that thing you just said about time and opportunities and windows and widows… was that, by any chance, perhaps about you and me? I’ve been … Continue reading →