BATS AND BOOZE

The birds dropped from the sky like giant raindrops exploding on the concrete, there was a wicked curse upon this town. All the children vanished on the last day of school, no trace, no trail. The townspeople blamed the new King, who sat faceless on his throne in the lonely tower overlooking the bay.

THE THRONE ROOM

At first I was in a cottage soaked with blood, some massacre of metal and malice Then I was on a boat, basking in the sun with women who had no faces Then a crowded subway car, brought to a halt, a jumper, rumored around the crowd Then on top of a mountain, watching as …

A SUNNIER SIDE OF DEATH

A fool once told me that one could truly communicate with nature I walked through fields after golden fields of sunflowers I watched as they turned with the sun and realized I had nothing to say I just sat in awe of their beauty, of their benevolence and their complete lack of interest in my …

EXIT

“May the exit be joyous and may I never return” Frida. Tamira died about 3 years ago, out of respect I won’t describe the details. She was 18 and had a young child, who is doing well at this point, but I feel for whoever has to explain why he has no mother. She wasn’t …

A WALL OF PHONES AND DRAGON’S WITH NO CHANGE

You can’t find a payphone anywhere in this fucking city. That’s the distinct recognition that comes with the movement of technology, things just fucking vanish and reappear as the next best thing but it isn’t because the next best thing is just around the corner. Some of us can’t even release our dragons anymore, they …

VISUAL INTERIOR

What does it look like, inside, when you’re losing your shit ? Is it all pipes, buttons and decomposition, like a spinning top scraping the inside walls of your skull. Electricity shooting through a mushy organ stopping and starting, whimsically misdirecting and blasting through microscopic highways. We can only see what we believe as truth, …