Aaron Echoes August

I wake up in deep shock My muscles are all bound up There’s a man in a window of the… Read more.

Chalkboard Gore

I’ve had dreams about these volcanoes before There, in that claustrophobic closet on the upper floor The one where I… Read more.

A rusted, copper heart Salad gathered on the rung of a ladder Still feeling… I just don’t know how to… Read more.

The eye of the glossy tender Am I merely a revenant spirit To cast glows of comatose Leopard skin lies… Read more.

The rose bushes are plummeting upward My baby-blue sick guts Calculating out the time In a warp, a bend Of… Read more.

To lie down and cry Would be to admit defeat For a man A soldier Etching in his yellow notebook… Read more.

The natural cage in which he walked was made of trees. The trail wound along the edge of the lake,… Read more.

Etching dreams now I make my own wounds In the bar until dawn Strangers abound Scattered among the tables Pool… Read more.

A wore down astronaut sits on a shaved concrete pillar in a lost city of ruins Bent metal, piles of… Read more.

There’s a wasp in my coffee And I’m as agitated as a washing machine This ridiculous world around me The… Read more.

People stared at Bevin Elderberry and his creepy naked clown doll when passing by his table in the breakfast room… Read more.

Doesn’t that look lonely That orange, muddled horizon Two cars at the Americana Motel The yellow brick and brown doors… Read more.