February 2024 – cereal after sex

The fair light peaks at dawn this heart flattered by the rush another perilous tick tock another band of blue in… Read more.

The Trumpets of Sandpipers

War on war is nothing more than war and now we got bullet-proof baby blankets our digital souls manic and… Read more.

The ebb and flow of the Jesus crowd washed nostalgic candies into the streets of LipLock, Tejas on a sweltering… Read more.

this angel skull of Harlem doesn’t sing or sink like the wind. it’s laundry day in Manitowoc, the MAT is… Read more.

It was somewhere between Q-Town and the LA basin of all that glitters and orange grove cathedrals that there came… Read more.

The doorbell rang at dusk The old woman came bearing fruit She held three tomatoes in tired hands One was… Read more.

The low machine hum of the big, big city is entrenched in gaslight dawn. The birds and the killers are… Read more.

The moon has its own scars, just like the sun and all the planets. Most men and women have scars… Read more.

Velour Beans hid deep in The Garden of Carrots in Laos. His uniform was made of unicorn fur and torn.… Read more.

She is fireworks over a city that sits like candles torchlit and like flames. She is a walk on a… Read more.

A black building with windows of orange light played sentinel over a dark blue river at dusk in a city… Read more.

The murals of human clouds. Bakers in bakeries thinking of what it would be like to not have to wake… Read more.