Two Stories

By - Nov 25, 2019

You can gamble in the casino of stars at night where the moon looks like a pill and God deals you a terrible hand and there are no limits. You, the famous unknown, holding your baby and your syringe, waiting to be discovered by reality. Head full of sky, throat full of spiders.

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4/15/18

By - Nov 20, 2019

in his professionalism, he seemed slightly nervous as though i might
keep asking him to touch me more and more places, but i didn’t, i too
remained professional, i said, ok thanks for looking i just wanted to make
sure, and i sat up, and he went back to his seat across the room

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excerpts from Little Hollywood

By - Nov 11, 2019

This building must be so tired. I am this building. I am a shit nightclub on the seafront with stained herringbone floors. [Beat.]

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Two Stories

By - Nov 5, 2019

A man on the patio is talking, in a way that seems like he is trying to reach an audience, about a phase in his life when he did push-ups every 15 minutes no matter where he was. Anywhere.

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