Fucked up

Exit Ninety-three

Blues

Earth-Held

I went out before light, left you naked at the door. I left you aching. I ached, too. I went into the softness of...

Sleeping on Otis’ Floor

“Goodnight, asshole,” John says. I see the meaty ghost of his shadow collapse below street-lit window blinds. I hear him thud. He groans like...

Showcase Interviews

An Interview with Charles Bukowski Easing the Monsters: An Interview with Charles Bukowski Everyday Beauty: The Photography of Mark Preier Risking It: An Interview with Tiko Lewis Cracking...

Blog Post One

A robot from East Lairdfield Nurseries telephones to wish me happy birthday. Of course, that indicates that...

Blog Post One

One fat, meaty growth fills the head with nowth.

Blog Post One

8-Ball's Son @17 Hey, are you awake, Dad? ASK AGAIN LATER Are you napping? AS I SEE...

Grab Bag

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“Indeed, why didn’t we?”

On Sand

A Woman Walks