Psychological – cereal after sex

The sky was sea green beneath the clouds that were curled up and ready to punch. The road was dirt,… Read more.

The Portal

I am rich in pain and confusion at times. I glance over at the glossy blue plate where the crumbs… Read more.

He goes into his bedroom, crawls into the bed, and takes a nap. There is a dream of a rigid… Read more.

Endless time on endless roads God’s crows sweep the sky Death black against orange It looks like Halloween Even though… Read more.

Then appears in low dramatic light: A TV screen of liquid green. The sprawling appendages of a tree in a… Read more.

The psycho cookie man sat at a table and stared out the window. The noise of the others and the… Read more.

A spiritual anthropologist sat in a diner in the city on a rainy Thursday morning. He looked out the large… Read more.

It’s quiet in the house, save for the tea kettle steam engine puffing on the stovetop. The whistle now pierces… Read more.

I have licorice guts. Seemingly endless balls of fire, balls of fortune telling. The osprey float. Warm coffee in the… Read more.

I stare at a blank mind. The paint has run dry. I have no color in which to recite the… Read more.

The wide maw of sleep deprivation. Tunnel light etching scripts for the nausea people. The magpie man wants to blow… Read more.

A no hope sky scar laughs lenticular, a vision stretched, a moment cascading down a mountain of gods. I suffer… Read more.