August 2011
2 posts
July 2011
2 posts
vanity validation
Just glance at the red shirt beneath my long grey coat, there’s a peanut-brained songbird with a crookneck toward his own plumb. I’m going to find out when the last day comes what a nothing idea this all was, spending time on something easy and meaningless just not to be the cause myself. I’m going to have to give something up. Something has to go. The palace crumbles into the...
June 2011
1 post
At the crux of two major highways Jim and...
Pull over to inspect a jackknifed tractor trailer, left for the tow truck wrecking crew. Amongst the screaming arteries the men approach the hulking mess, rolled off into a triangle of grass. “Dennis, the back’s all chained up, you want to try shove your skinny head into that crack and see what our friends left us?” But Dennis was already prostrate on the ground between the sod...