After ten times or so of tugging the door handle to his flat’s front door to ensure he did perform that task successfully, and so that slip is taken off the pile, the ship-like corridor is walked and the once-polished stone steps practically jumped. Continue reading Shacked up and Cut-up: A Man Walks.
Throughout inside… Continue reading Poem: Response to Commodification of Beauty
That paper does not scare
rather its un-ending size and scope
is my drug of magnitude. Continue reading All About The Paper