how they live on, these whispering voices that don’t belong to the dead. the living side step rocky paths with[…]

one serpent hissed to the other, in a competition to swallow the venerable prey who held himself in high regards,[…]

first blank slate, ink drops become words taught by whoever carries the reins breaking or loosened. though belief recreates magnetic[…]

is filled with. i. short changed? – come tither, the devil knows you deserve more, forget that name, it is[…]

customary back and forth like the sea tossing a hi five – barely registers on the inside when wrapped springs[…]

void, vacant heart – delayed response, the pursuit is on. with imaginary gods steadfast, but the faustian bargain becomes it’s[…]

heat then coldness. the aftermath felt like being stuck too long in the catacombs; i hid beneath the gray oak[…]

can sometimes be confused as the i. the i tried to capture – heaven. in a bottle. in a glance,[…]

and i bet you it is not anything the stars said, the stars like to lie, especially on important things[…]

a service on a plate, with dressing on the side. yesterday it was caustic, today quite mellow. the smile only[…]