As nightmares subsideat dawn, your eyesreflect the fear and thepain.They spill a desire to try.Please try.You can walk in therain without an umbrellaand let the clover andhoneysuckle guide youto safety.Evict the chaos fromyour thoughts, andleave the incubus behind.

On the backs offlieswe wait for thenext thing.Something isalways coming.A birth or death,food or hungerhatredlaughterlove...Something is alwayscoming around thecorner.The Mad Hatter withmushroom tea.A strange color ofblue that tastes likealmonds.A vagina that sparklesin the night.Listless morningsof languidwalks with thewife in...

Bowing to the vodka god,I lived like a pleasureseeking missile, propelledtoward all things ME.Empty as a carcass.Hungry as a desert.I didn't see thestrawberry moon ofsummer.It was me and theFerryman, until theriver ran dry.Eternal winter forthe soul.And thenA revolution in...

There was this woman whoI used to know.She wore cardigans andglasses, and she hada smile that wouldchill a penguin.She loved to build things.One gray winter night,she built a house ofdelusions.There were no mirrors,and everything wasplastic.The couch,the bedthe sex,the laughter,the...

We talk about thepast like it's amovie wewatched together.You liked thecinematography.I didn't care for thecruelty of theprotagonist.We disagree on thetheme, and everyscene holds differentaspects ofsymbolism for us.I'm not sure I wantthere to be a sequel,despite the goodacting.