Near the edge of a lost city the cathedral wails to a sky of birds tip-toeing ’round the iron spire … More
If I’m gonna think or do anything might as well mean something to someone is more or less what philosophers … More
The neurotic old man one day found an old journal of hieroglyphic scratches and where creases ran into flesh was … More
Between you and I stood nothing and now everything everything stands between us.
If we touch up our faces just right the universe will reveal itself to those who get lost in the … More
I wear these jeans like my mama showed me how you fold up the cuffs evenly and not too high, … More
I know all of you but still sometimes feel part of you outside in the world somewhere. Contained, archaeologists fossil … More
I once said it was the sight of sights: A canyon of red sand and green speckled Christmas in the flesh; … More