• Why Write

    “Do you ever feel the urge to drink to the point of poisoning yourself?” Never. I…

  • When I Dream of my Mother

    I often wonder what moment for you was the pistol and what moment was the decision…

  • Liberation

    The men lined up and Harold stood among a crowd of cold and frightened souls as…

  • Atom Bomb

    You shot me point blank with your smoking gun semi-automatic heart. Charming spectacle convincing sparkle in…

  • The Wrong Questions

    If I hadn’t met you, I wouldn’t have fallen in love (although you weren’t in love…

  • For who she was

    It was never a question of whether or not I wanted to be like the woman…

  • July 17, 2018

    It is so easy to be my mother. It is essentially effortless to turn around, pick…

  • Wearing it well

                 Insecure rapping                                  tapping             wrapped up in memory failed                              Love hurt                                          love                       years spent sending                badness and…

  • Monsters

    You told me you liked the Call of Cthulhu because you couldn’t see it – because…

  • “Meanwhile, things go on.”

    Charles Bukowski – poet, novelist, alcoholic, lover of all things women and sex – lived his…