There is a cliff at the end of the road and you’re racing towards it at the speed of a barreling car. It grows closer by the second and...

As the old saying goes: The saddest person is the kindest soul I gave this some thought, magnificent bastards, and I'm still unsettled by...

My insides go soft Thinking fondly of before I want to go back

See here, listen good now. There's a radio station out there, you may have heard it on a late night road trip while you aimlessly jabbed...

There’s a place nobody knows. No explorer has ever beheld its beauty, no astronaut ever gazed upon its abyss, no person ever experienced...

Muse, my fair Muse, Like water down a mountain Muse the story of tattoos. Ink under the skin, Future’s history entwined Are stories yet...

Boats cross in the night. They shine as a brilliant star. Then come morning, part.

She had a cat’s eyes – slanted and predatory. Bubblegum pink hair distracted from what was most important, her guns. But it was her...