The War Veteran

Johnny had his face in his iPhone. He didn’t see the crippled old war veteran lying like litter on the sidewalk in a beaten parka begging for change. “Get out of my way, you filthy bum!” Johnny was disgusted. The city should do a better job of keeping this scum out of his sight. As […]

When Dreams Become Dried Husks

It’s always time for the rodeo now that I’ve firmly accepted the fetal position as a way of life. Because when doubt comes barging in like a mad cocaine pirate I welcome it on board with streamers and balloons. She says that I used to be somebody while the mirror lies in the trash in […]

The Demonic Bathroom Tiles Get Me Everytime

It could be in the mirror behind you seen just for a second or spotted in a photograph -something that doesn’t make natural sense. It could be you. It could be me or it could be something else. You decide. I’m tired of trying to discern ghosts from the blonde next door. “You have a […]

The Junkyard Dog Bleeds

My love of words is large and mean and my heart -it’s just a junkyard dog that growls at nothing and gnaws at old bones until they’re dust. I have become so much better since I’ve obtained a strong handle on the absurdity of myself but still there’s nothing easier than picking up a bottle […]

I am Burning With Life

I am burning with life not a candle but a torch, a wall, an inferno I blaze I want to touch your skin, your arms, your face so that you can feel it feel me my rage my love is pain that burns like tears that never go away. I am burning with Life.