Have I seen such a tower

Her fleshy, spectacular hand
Would the dogs not find

The First Walk We are guided. We are we. Foxed and shaded, sliding over the surface of civilization which is reading behind us or reading inside us is a civil contract shattering in its choices. There is the Styrofoam cup and the paradise that is likely not quite ready for us, crushed. The petal in […]

macho sam and his tattoos i like playing hopscotch i like to cross the street on red i’ve got a tiger tattooed on my chest and a sheep on my left shoulder sometimes i forget my woman in the drawer sometimes i lick the ink off the dinner plates i love myself for a few […]

It Looked Like What You Needed And Then It Needled You Sousveillance Pageant has one older brother who is in lock-up and one ex-lover who is there. Within any single given year, the Pageant also has anywhere in the whereabouts of four to eight companions who rotate in and out of an assortment of state-enforced […]

His letters were not loss JUNE 10th 6:42 A.M.   His letters were not loss or no less lucid and corrupt no more than trails of dust his livid torso a creature cultish and furious   There was one             there was one who reached              […]

do i want to go to prague? maybe.

it is always a matter of lunch with clotheslines.

these small things we need.