after nineteen years she thinks of him as a fart something to air out

dressed only in screams showered with water and death life escapes by drain

i dream of a world ruled by art where the letters that come in the mail are written in fingerpaints and tornado sirens sound off to th…

seven years ago almost home coming over the bridge from a show in The Windy City we hit the ice

misgivings of tide familiar qualm of the sea home where we are lost

do not weep when the bird flies aw… from your window sill be grateful that it ever landed th… even if just for a moment

Once I was a psychopath who took quite a shine to his ax. Many times I’d leave a blood bath… but meticulously clean, and particularly keen,

sparks fly when you put a couple forks in the microwave too

that is another man’s suicide if i kill myself there will be hookers

i’m usually a dog person but when i returned to Austin afte… i met JD who offered me a place to crash while his roommate Karen was out o…

You have found me smothered in a shadow. You have stumbled up a child; one whom carries storm clouds arou…

race against midnight an eleventh hour dash for the quick finish

he does not to leave the vine out of any loathing for his kin he simply can not stay waiting around to turn to raisin knowing that out there somewhere