Anna grabbed her towel that had faded from its original white and started drying her body. Wrapping it around her hair, she stepped out of the shower to get dressed. She picked a Victorian style skirt, also faded to off-white. After putting in her contacts and applying mascara, she went to go find her sandals […]
The Coffee Always Spills On You
Hunter and I ambled out to the car on a cloudy summer day, stoned as hell; but I was good to drive. His wife had asked us to run to the market for food while she stayed with the dog in my cabin. It had been a fun, relaxing night and a wake and bake […]
On A Woman’s Invitation (WARNING: Rated PG13/R)
You kissed me in the kitchen. And when your fingertips brushed my bare skin, they rustled my sexuality. And it made me forget the wine that was poured for us as I followed you down the hallway. The door enclosed our privacy and I hesitated, in awe of this unfolding. Your delicate femininity lured in […]
Henry David Thoreau
“Can’t see the forest for the trees;” that lesson sounds pretty attainable to me. I’ve found my Walden, tucked away in the woods and at night it robs my mind of its “shoulds.” Now I sit in the sun and the sparkling dirt, as the breeze sweeps in, I put on that red shirt —that […]
Rainbow Brick Road
I miss my home, where trees were fractals flown over in the sky by galactic pterodactyls. The landscape was speckled with mystical fauna. Life felt like a collective nirvana. I’m goin back to where I come from. That whole was greater than what these parts sum. These fractured pieces go to a puzzle dreamt up […]
Spirit Soldiers
All my roots been feelin cracked and dry. These indigo children not knowin how to lie to themselves for too long, to their souls for too deep; but they’ll keep on tryin til they die in their sleep. ‘Cause they’re dealt a hand of cards they don’t know how to hold; they’re playin the devil’s […]
Thanks, Opie
Traded a lead role in the war for a walk-on part in this cage; Turned in my infinite connection for a no-liner on one stage. The quantic and its family can’t keep track of me no more. Serendipity thinks I’ve left her; there’ve been no knocks at her door. At one point life got separated […]
An Imaginary Absalom
The classroom door was only a hallway away when she set down her book bag and pulled her shaking hands out of her pockets. She rubbed them together furiously, trying to hide the inexplicable trembling from other academic passersby. She forced herself to stand still and take four deep breaths to […]
Untitled Soul Songs
The small and powerful black speakers exhale eighth and quarter notes from the first and third tracks off her oldest album. Stretching the time like yoga instead of a clock’s achy twitches, the bluesy songs feel more like a soft green. The first and third tracks from her oldest album don’t have the highest recording […]
Ethnography, Chapter One: Meeting the Savages
We were huddled under the canopy when the bees arrived. I had not invited them and I thought them rude for not calling first. My phone had all its bars, so they really had no excuse. It was festival camping, though, so perhaps I was simply unaccustomed to the informality of this culture. The boys […]