Needing to communicate, I began writing an essay, a script for a video, and a stream-of-consciousness piece. None of it worked today. What did was a poem. Slit from crotch to crown Blood drains with poison The face a strange frown From a life unchosen The good and bad pour As inseparable fluids Soak into … Continue reading Choice


Figuring it out

Candy and water. A pause. Then coffee and cigarettes. My breakfast routine doesn't change much when I'm out of town to country. It does not, in fact, change very much going through anything from a crisis in action to a crisis and consciousness. Glucose, a form of sugar, is the primary source of energy for … Continue reading Figuring it out