Stony petals of a flower bloom in the cold eyes of the sun.   once flushed in pinks, the blossoms of my youth have wilted and froze.   Glacial beads of blood drift down my face until these venal rivers are bloodless.   Within is darkness to which...

This Wednesday with be the first of a series of classes in the Back-to-Basics group. The first class is on sonnets.This is for those who want to learn how to write one and for those who already written one...

legendary pain, occult fiction mixed with brutal honestyI'm a tortured soulwaving a peace sign for like kindredsjealous of those who are living life large with real smilesmy sunshine illuminates from eyes, large looking like poolshappiness stutters, it only lasts...

  You see that old house up on that hill, let's take that shitFucking ski mask and gloves, move with stealth, let's break that bitchBring your fucking tools, just in case there's any resistanceMy boys aren't afraid to put in...