Thursday, in reverseI drive home from the open-mike. There aren’t too many cars on the road, so I drive faster than I did on the way there. The drive takes...
TattooBell says: Sit here on the floor, as he preps the tattoo machine. Â I look at the carpeted floor, which is covered in cigarette burns,...
Dear ShadowDear Shadow,  Why must you be so dark? On one side of me the sun shines like a burning mass, and on the other a dark unyielding shape...
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