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The Cherry Stem
if I handed you the razor would you slice your own outter layer to have some pieces of skin in the game? I promise you that’s when it all opens up.
American Carcass
The old stories said there’d always be a porch light on for you to come home but the energy bill got high
January 62 Degrees
I’ve watched masters work. Gifted genius individuals who delicately combine both inescapable foresight and ever-present gratefulness. It is a magic.
A Jumping Question Mark
Creation and art and pure flow involve tapping into the side of Sanity that isn’t allowed in the Target self checkout line.
Heartbeater. Treatise on the Romantic
Walk up to the dealer, the green felt, the gamblers sitting around the table and ask, “can I wager my heart?” Don’t do it politely.
No Passion in Denver
The white pill is that their life isn’t mine. It isn’t yours. And, above all else, they can revert back to Love as well. Turn your woman on, turn your man on.
Stained Wings
I’ll write that once you jumped from the cliff’s edge, the breeze from the descent blew your hair in a way that would’ve sold a million consumer products.
New Stranger Calls The Phone
A conversation between two old friends with the smell of fake diamonds and cacti both floating in the air in our respective worlds. Yesterdecade.
Ocean Sunscreen
Aquamarine water has the mind swimming in shallow thoughts. Blazing sun does nothing to ease an icy heart and the only solace I find is how easily
No Role Model
If the tiger bites down on them, let their last thought be an appreciation of the feline’s passion…
The Back Cover
There was a killer on the loose! Deranged soul hellbent on filling the graveyard.
I stood frozen as I watched him poison the Christmas dinner.
Promising Young Man
He’s not like me, but he may be be one day.
“I want to give you this.” He opens his hand a crushed piece of notebook paper begins to unfold, “Please read it and don’t show anyone else.”