Rain shapes the strangest faces. Finding the outline of it is like throwing a typewriter into a swimming pool expecting it to spout cries for help in the form of novels. I curve baseball bats towards its frantic energy but find only polished stanzas rebuking my advances. Diamond-dense sonatas declare me a failed safecracker. I listen and I ( Read more... )

Hey bookshelf! How’s the bullet wound in your green shirt doing? Is the red ink flowing? Are you in debt? Do you fear the reaper? Does your wooden exoskeleton feel exposed to traitor arrows? Do bullets made from the same stuff at printing presses scare you? You are a hardcopy going softcover. Your spine is thinning. Heavy books covering ( Read more... )

It's been said that if you give a room full of monkeys a room full of typewriters, they will eventually type up a Shakespeare play given enough time ( Read more... )

Hey there everyone. Well, for those of you that don't know, I entered Nanowrimo (National Novel Writing Month) this year and I completed it. My first novel. Yay! It's messy as hell. There are parts that are good. The last 'epilogue' chapter is just six summation sentences. There are parts that are weak as well and keep in mind that this is ( Read more... )

Hey there. So I went to see the Solomon Sparrow's Electric Whale Revival Show tonight up at the Cottage Bistro on Main Street and was totally blown away. I stayed for both shows and they differed wildly, just as I'd hoped. I wrote a lot of stuff down on napkins and here's my attempt to turn it all into one poem. If you feel like it's going all ( Read more... )

I learned to trade those days I spent in prison for days in my mind. The stories I came up with to avoid feeling incarcerated got me through six years. That’s a lot of days. That’s a lot of stories ( Read more... )

El Brujo jumped off of the top rope and time stopped ( Read more... )

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