I open my eyes and all I can see is an old faded couch that I’m lying on. I’m in a basement but I’m not sure who’s basement I’m in. I see the bookshelf of movies and an old guitar. I realize now I’m in his basement. I look around again to see if I’m […]
It's time you learn the power & history of Gold
The Feeding
A dusty fan circulated across the room from one end to the other. It’s been a while since Augustus put it to use, so he couldn’t blame the junk for its inability to remember its single duty. Arkansas hasn’t had a summer night like this since he was a child. He lay in his damp […]
blame the puppeteer
You’re like every God I’ve prayed to And now I’m hoping you won’t be swayed If there is blame it is on the puppeteer And now I’m asking you won’t disappear Envy doesn’t look much like excellency And now I beg we guard this destiny Even the felony of jealously And where your errors may […]
I Was Lying in the Sun
I was lying in the sun, Near juniper shrubs and storybook villas. Not enough profit and pleasure in the telling of, The tapping of a cigarette, The brush of bare knees, A long draught of wine, Closing the shutters on balconies, With blinds made of lace at Angel’s Bay. Red watermelon hues. I’ve read […]