Hey everyone, I wanted to share a quick update on Hypo Frost Magazine. The next volume is on track and scheduled for release in July—thank you all for your continued support and contributions! I also wanted to take a moment to...

    Writing is deep thought Analogous to amphibious activities into depths of deep seas Having a window to penetrate what lies below before the need to breathe Making for the skies above Everything we did we did for love Where the sun broke the clouds in the skies above Everything we did we did for love Ink spill a Rorschach of Holy diver staying alive by being alive being alive by being...

Why don’t you come up to my room No one has to know what we do I promised to give you the ultimate ride Slick and ready, slide inside   You want me to get on all fours So you can have access to my...

How it can come about so suddenly, hopelessness.Looking for meaning and only finding meaninglessness, seeming.Somewhere inside blackness to blackness, lacking dreaming.Remembering abysses screaming, when last attempting to wish, inside of this.Thinkers sinking into brinks, creeping into leaps.Ink that seeps...

  Becoming the keeper of the fire Stick stuck into sky like lightning rod, struck From the womb, impeccable desire To the tomb – Enlisting into the mystery Being, being present in the presence of the elements Stark darkness and stars crying in afars Circles inside...