Women were placed at the flames, accused of witchcraft, and the smoke of murder rose to the heavens. Man’s ignorant spirit bursting up to the gods, as if they didn’t already know how vi...
drink from the dream cup welcome those ghosts of morning don’t fade out, sleep in
i have been trying to eat the moon the sun is too spicy and i do prefer a late dinner but the people i eat with are insa… and they vomit the stars
on the surface you are correct he was an asshole a drunk maybe even
tailored finely to be worn proudly on the dance floor on the moon over top-shelf martinis over the rainbow
a foot wants the ground take each step with gratitude to walk is to live
on a night back in 1998 at the 24 hour Happy Chef diner in Fort Dodge, Iowa when both of us were drunk and stoned
a leaf hoped that the branch would be strong but they were both born from an ol… and those dying roots could only h… until there was no choice
i was born in a basket of apples out of place from the start always berated by questions like “where is your stem?” “why are you so round?”
when his jam comes on one second in an electric burst hits his gut he pulls his shoulders upright bites the left side of his bottom…
the Allen Bradley Tower clock looks at me like an all knowing ey… it tells me “you are home you were not born here
i drifted onto your shore a withered vessel the skeleton of a ship torn sails draped over masts like dead bodies
when it is most impossible to be there for yourself
he staples a sign to a telephone p… hoping that anyone can help him find it winter is coming and he dreads the thought of it
every doughnut tastes like tauntin… classmates laughing and making jokes at your expense every slice of pizza reminds you
