He Was Looking For Kindness |
There once was a girl who had everything a girl could want. A Barbie Ferrari. A fish tank filled with so many magical specimens: dogfish, catfish, plecostomus, sea urchins, leopard sharks, a dolphin.....
Posted by on Wed, 27 May 2009 21:01:00 GMT |
030209 |
PLEASANT PEPPERmy nose isnt bluetheir eyes werent any transparency from greenavert your non-gaze out of the seedsyou cursed me false and Im notwine oranges my browi havent won you, clear blue sky ...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Mar 2009 03:23:00 GMT |
022209 |
FILL ME: THE EATEN MASK OF CHI CHI.......................................the asian woman is tanned and sweetthere is a look of confusion for a momentbreast implants under her pink shirt heavei am moti...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Feb 2009 03:16:00 GMT |
012209 |
CHOLERAstarting over from chicken scratchyoure eyeballssteering my creaky wooden ship into sharp coral covesholograph diseased prosetheyre one in the samepretty and desertedbroken collarbonesmy shit...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Jan 2009 00:19:00 GMT |
Gutfly |
So, there I was, confronting the scorpion tongue of the new character in my weekly sitcom of life--she was dating a rockstar millionaire and I was sucking the spice from an ashtray...and Bob Dylan cro...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Oct 2008 00:12:00 GMT |
Timepiece |
My brother stood in the corner still as a rat, untouched by the magnet of child-rearing. Dogged and road-weary, he wore a jean leisure suit the color of Pepsi, the sheen of his patent leathers dancing...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Sep 2008 18:17:00 GMT |
fuck you: a psychic realization |
preview of my novel "fuck you: a psychic realization"...
Only Chapter
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"I thought I was messed up some fall in love some keep falling end the madness." - - Socrates
The final relay, we're...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Aug 2008 07:07:00 GMT |
Templar Nights |
The Western Christian Military advanced on the loathsome two, hammering onward, thunder sky framing the remaining few ejaculated to the streets, standards brandished high. Assault...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Jul 2008 11:11:00 GMT |
Adagium |
"My daddy flown 'Nam '68, that was his nick...I'll be answering to that here out."
The Raccoon couldn't sleep, death terrified. The 'ratatat' of machine gun slide guitar jangled through and down a&nbs...
Posted by on Sun, 27 Jan 2008 04:22:00 GMT |
Boxcar |
Once upon a time, when the children had grown up into teens, a small child just escaped a band of terrible Jinx. Cloudy (who was the child) set booby traps to catch boobies, like Jinx soldiers.&...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Jan 2008 18:41:00 GMT |
