-
Doldrums and Doll Parts
I spun the little silver spark wheel of yet another cheap cigarette lighter while looking out the window at laughter. What are you feeling anyways? Doldrums and doll parts. Synergy and the cycloptic hard on. Cordial Campari and warm butterscotch on my acid-tainted tongue. Rubies. Opals. Black eyes and black pearls. Lust, fever, hate, greed,… Continue reading
-
The Bottomless Inkwell
What is it about this disarray of life that eats at my guts on a hot morning in July while I stand in a sauna of soap and bleach in the kitchen of the Silver Taco Café in a town in the desert that has no right to be here. I throw down a white… Continue reading
-
Red Sun Panic
Black myth hymns Rattle the rafters The gong of peace turns to war Jelly cobras hiss and spit As the bombs fall on the Pacific Man churns toil over oil And I need to crawl out of my skin today Like I have the greyscale And I’ll turn into a Stone Man in the Sorrows… Continue reading
-
Razor Nudes
Now what? He was lying still in the afternoon bed. There was the sound of a blizzard slamming its way through, even though it was March and officially spring. He went to his desk of confusion and filled out some lottery slips. He had been to the National Archives of Nudity earlier in the day… Continue reading
-
Rural West Texas
Rural West Texas. Flat. Brown. Isolation. Lost dreams. Ragged old motels. Dirty convenience stores with the lingering scent of unruly humans. Fast-food restaurants with a glaze of stickiness one cannot wipe away. A restroom door that will not lock. Someone has to stand guard. High school football stadiums are the apex of architecture here. Looking… Continue reading
-
The Under-Believer
Do you have a rainbow? A colorful one—like cereal. No, I meant an umbrella. For the coming monsoon. I’ve been watching the radar for the last 72 hours with no sleep and it looks like there is a possibility for some storms. I had to get on the radio and warn people. I’m the neighborhood… Continue reading
-
Haircut Day
I went to get a haircut today but instead I got cut by the jabberwocky of life. I never even got to the place because of a traffic jam and chaos. There was some idiot bigot parade going on and things got out of hand. I saw police in riot gear. I saw tear gas… Continue reading
-
Tornado Soup
I saw an old television set just sitting in the road. It wasn’t plugged in, but it was playing a show. The show was about a town devastated by a massive tornado back in the early 21st century. I sat down in the roadway and watched. The images were very white, bleached out almost, and… Continue reading
-
A Wayward Wish
I scratched in my personal notebook with a blue ink pen because I was upset again: Why are you so proud to be hateful, and so eager to destroy the world? The house was granular beige and shadows walked in front of the windows. The gargoyles up high had shoulders like mountains, and they wondered… Continue reading
-
A Boxer In the Dark of the Car
There’s something about lemonade in the summer that just hits me. Like right now, I can see the glass pitcher with the lemony yellow liquid inside. Someone is stirring it with a spoon. A glass full of ice cubes sits on the counter. Someone picks up the pitcher and pours the lemonade in the glass.… Continue reading
cereal after sex 