In October all of the leaves turn to stained glass, they shatter like bombed churches across the sidewalk. The drugs are in the trunk, stuck between gas cans and diapers. Ahead, the border is the horizon, is a line of shimmering coke. Sparrows bathe in potholes, sunlight falls in chunks. The storm drain sighs and[…] See more ⇒

You, Gonzo Fucker exclamation point. Only you, scathing senior citizen, resident of a nation that hasn’t existed since 1969, if it ever did, never will again, gun to the head. Drugs in the trunk, desert in the frontal lobe. The only good junkie is a celebrated junkie. Sunglasses in that bad movie, ink illustrations of[…] See more ⇒

The website is going to go down within the next week to allow me to finish work on the new version. Grand opening: March 1st. I wholly afirm my grip on nerd-dom by having a grand opening for a website. Yes ma’am. I think there are actually going to be giveaways. Toothpicks and thongs? Maybe.[…] See more ⇒

This is one ugly website! That’s because I’m currently redesigning the whole thing, it might take awhile before it’s all finished. Until then, please check out the old site.

to the very top of the oldest steeple, the one made of decorative bricks, highest above el desmadre de la calle, the old man climbed and put a handcopied bible to be kept closest to his Catholic God. Now the cover of leather is cracked in the shape of the sunlight that pushes through the[…] See more ⇒