August 2022 – cereal after sex

Once back inside the main part of the house, he quietly crept up the stairs, the filthy moans and groans… Read more.

A Crab Crawl Crucifixion (Ending)

“You’re both wrong. This is an answer to my wish. You remember, Ed, I said I wanted a haircut and… Read more.

We were lost somewhere in Arizona. The heat was better than the cold now. It was all about survival mostly,… Read more.

And love is but a trickle in this RAMSHAMBLED river of love, the armies of men keep marching upon the… Read more.

At the crossroads of the metal moon and spilled-milk stars and beneath the exit to the Earth and its sun,… Read more.

Zombie in sweatpants jogging in the ghetto, arms stuck out lean and mean, cold soles slapping the greasy street Read more.

This is all a divine anatomical tragedy I thought as I leaned on the cold wet rail of green looking… Read more.

Once at the modest brick and vinyl Midwest bungalow, Max Pine took a seat in an uncomfortable chair near an… Read more.

“But Mr. LaBrush. I was simply making a statement about the love for all people and accepting Christine for who… Read more.

The pit burns, hurts, the thinking of no reason, no need, no purpose, no peace, no rest, never rest, just… Read more.

“Look, I’m a degenerate cokehead with a penchant for Swedish meatballs and sometimes I can be just plain mean. My… Read more.

It was a morbid Monday at the Fist Gallery in Mankato, Minnesota as Bob Weir’s acid ghost was mumbling the… Read more.