Maybe I’ll blow my brains out in a car on a crowded American freeway to Mozart with the taste of steak still in my mouth as a fly searches the windshield because all meaning has become a handful of paper confetti. Because the obviousness of everything has murdered all emotion. Because all the wells have […]
You’re terrified of death because you don’t really know what it is, what it’s like, what comes after. You’ve spent your whole life building things up but all that will be gone in an instant and you are deeply troubled by the idea that there is nothing afterwards; that you just extinguish like a light, […]
Under a blanket of gasoline I light a match and blame God.