Monthly Archives: March 2024

Rooftop poets explore the sky. They see the city and then ask why. They’re not afraid of the people below or to tell their readers so. Rooftop dancers trip near the edge. Their limbs take them dangerously close to the … Continue reading →

A leaf blows around and around the town stopping and resting here and there but never for long as it explores the environs of its urban home. You’d think this flora would fare less well in this metropolitan landscape but … Continue reading →

and in the end, the rock you make will break and roll out of control into the new that you will never see. It’ll be some mystery beyond what we can imagine. It’ll be sexy. It’ll be sweet. It won’t … Continue reading →

When things are getting tough and I experience regret and I worry that I suffer from a taxing world’s debt; that we’ve so frigging far off course there’s nothing left to do but to suffer all the consequence and drink … Continue reading →

We are not the same. Your name is Samantha a post-op femizon who believes that meat is murder – in a bad way. I’m Jon. I like fluffernutter sandwiches and the Hulk. You’ve been to every BLM event, want to … Continue reading →

Another storyteller would have gone a different way with the tale of rising on Easter day: When the monster Jesus came out of the dark he sought vengeance on all who had caused him pain. There was an empire and … Continue reading →

I admit nothing but if I did it it had to be done and it was worth doing and we’re all probably better off now if whatever it is ever even happened, I don’t know, anyway! Look, you don’t know … Continue reading →

The gods sometimes look down with advice for mortals but their forms of advice may be subtle or devious and can be misinterpreted as bad luck or catastrophe. Here’s an example: a recent bombing in Pakistan was probably just a … Continue reading →

Once, before I was the artist you experience before you now, I wrote a piece called "I’m Not a Bagel." It was a musical parody of Lenny Molotov’s "I’m not a Waitress," which lists a series of identity crises in … Continue reading →

No one suspected when the Danish were placed on street corners across the city. They were just left there one day and the locals just assumed they were part of the scenery. Quickly, though, these tall and imposing folk would … Continue reading →