kicking OUT da jams...the stagnation of my life cut short...i can |
breathe again...no longer caught in the web of my family's drama and the ramifications that surface surreally and all I can do is fly away...AGAIN...leaving them behind as I embark on yet another new ...
Posted by walt cessna on Mon, 20 Oct 2008 11:58:00 PST |
MY DINNER WITH MICHAEL By WALT CESSNA |
A Faux Fantasy Based On Twisted RealityBy Walter Cessna1-97 It's two minutes past midnight on a Friday at the Bowery Bar. I've just stepped out of a cab and I'm flanked by two of the most outrageous t...
Posted by walt cessna on Sun, 19 Oct 2008 09:08:00 PST |
If there really is a higher power, then smack my bitch up already... |
...Everything around me swirls like vomit, coating me in the residue of lifes uncertain upchuck and the mental debris that comes along with it. 2 more days till I jump back into the choppy waters of N...
Posted by walt cessna on Fri, 17 Oct 2008 02:16:00 PST |
STUCK, BUT NOT... |
I had been stuck in Florida visiting my mother in a rather posh retirement community for almost a month and hadn't had any kind of sexual release other than jerking off to on-line porn. To say I was ...
Posted by walt cessna on Thu, 16 Oct 2008 12:29:00 PST |
FUKT 2 START WITH By Walt Cessna |
19 year old baby mommy pushing carriage full of unsuspecting infant & $2000 in stolen books plus a locket full of Ecstacy only seemed like it was the craziest shit i had ever pulled, but things we...
Posted by walt cessna on Thu, 16 Oct 2008 06:38:00 PST |
DAWN OF THE DAZED - THE WALKING DEAD TREAD LIGHTLY THRU TROLL-MART... |
By Walt Cessna
The brain rot of television seeps thru my brain, dulling my senses thru montel paternity tests, jerry springer skanks, Rachel ray cheese-athons and the endless hen pecking of those bit...
Posted by walt cessna on Wed, 15 Oct 2008 09:56:00 PST |
FONDU WITHOUT THE E ON THE END Part 3 By Walt Cessna |
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Fondu, Marisa and Shay had been squeezed together in the front of Margo's convertible for almost thirty minutes now. Fondu was cursing at the engine while Shay fiddled with the multitude of ...
Posted by walt cessna on Mon, 13 Oct 2008 08:49:00 PST |
FONDU WITHOUT THE E ON THE END By Walt Cessna PART 2 |
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The Chelsea Hotel hasn't changed much in the past thirty years since Edie Sedgwick wrecked her own, special brand of havoc upon the establishment. Miss Demeanor, a huge fan of Edie since...
Posted by walt cessna on Sun, 12 Oct 2008 01:10:00 PST |
FONDU WITHOUT THE E ON THE END |
By Walter Cessna
7/85 - 3/95
Margo Magimarka was known in her crumbling, dilapidated building as "the peculiar lady who lives down in the basement, apartment BE3D." Margo was unnaturally o...
Posted by walt cessna on Sat, 11 Oct 2008 03:11:00 PST |
ALASKA PYE part 2 By Walt Cessna |
PART NINE It had been almost six hours since Mattle and Willow finally left Mrs. Pye's apartment. They had hailed a cab and were headed uptown to the Wellington hotel. They could have afforded to s...
Posted by walt cessna on Fri, 10 Oct 2008 09:46:00 PST |
