The mediocre march into oblivionwhile watching TikTok videosand never reading a book or writing apoem.They don't know the difference betweenan orchid or an iris.The mediocre march intomadness sleeping untilnoon, while neglectingBukowski and Mozart.They don't know howto play an instrument.No idea what...

    Terry wasn't sleeping. Beads of sweat coated her bare body beneath the dampened sheets. And tremors throughout her body twitching her arms and legs at their joints.      Terry was mostly awake when an eyelid creaked open...

She left me likeBrutus left Caesarlike a shark attack.My back was bent andbleeding, and I was wellversed in delirium.She had the electricityshut off the day aftershe abandoned me, and I drankmyself into a new oblivion.There were kittens inthe wall--shadows...