Category: Confessions
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When one is inside a living hell one begins to wonder if life really is hell and that we are… Read more.
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It was a warm morning in late July when I woke up alone on the wrong side of the world.… Read more.
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I thought I would do something different today and create a post about the notes I make when thoughts come… Read more.
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The Linguini Ballroom is a black and blue champagne glass, the bubbles being elevators to space Read more.
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I floated above the road from out of LipLock, Tejas earlier in the day and headed north, then east. I… Read more.
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And there’s a manic man behind a typewriter, his heart in his hands, sweating away in this disillusioned reality fantasy Read more.
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After 37 beers and a carton of Strikes, down there below those swirling, curling lights of the Piccadilly-like carnival on… Read more.
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The fair light peaks at dawn, this heart flattered by the rush, another perilous tick tock, another band of blue,… Read more.
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I broke the seal of the highway bottle, the greasy liquid shot of a place unlike Eden, a place called… Read more.
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With the state of the world such as it is, I look to Log Cabin syrup to bring some sense… Read more.
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The mountains in Albuquerque are to the east. In most places I’ve lived, they were to the west. I always… Read more.
