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  • eggshed

    I harbour ill will Passive murder in the Time of Eve, bloodshed eggshed childshed Another lost life At the hands of God’s wrath Down the toilet Literally down the Toilet

  • *hanging*

    A question hangs in the vacuum between our averted eyes like a smoke ghost smeared and disipating Between our averted eyes that crazily sometimes point to center, our averted eyes that force us to contort this way and that so that for a split second we see each other and the question that hangs in…

  • grammar lesson

    I had a cousin*. She’s not herself Mainly because she’s dead And her body has been reduced to dirty powder puffs. I am reminded here and again That grammar is just grammar. It’s only personal when a subject crosses the boundary between what is and what was. *my cousin committed suicide recently

  • grass

    It’s not that I think the grass is greener on the other side…only that I’m pissed there’s grass on the other side.

  • Top Ten Reasons Why You Should Buy SOB

    1. You know you want to. 2. I will thank you by name when I win some grand award. 3. You can claim me on your taxes. 4. I’m begging you. 5. I will bring joy to your life via misery. 6. I’ve got vet bills to pay. 7. I can finally regain self-respect by…

  • sightseeing: a “SOB” story

    I only wear glasses when there’s nothing else to do Images become crisp The fine print and the fine lines revealed I prefer soft edges Lying images Not seeing what I already know — My first book, SOB, is coming out Aug 16 and I’ve had to put my glesses to edit my life (afterall,…

  • A Card for Grandma

    Pain has always been a friend to me In times of crisis and inflammation A sure and steady hand Like a Hallmark card for Grandma This is my thank you, dear friend

  • With All Sincerity

    Dear Most Precious Reader, Now that I’ve gone public, outed myself on my site here, will I ever get a date? This is the question I have as I plug my site shamelessly to whomever I make eye contact with or whomever I feel needs to know the moodkill of my writing. Should I not…

  • Descent into Chaos by Ahmed Rashid

    I’m not sure I’ll ever finish reading Descent into Chaos: the United States and the Failure of Nation Building in Pakistan, Afghanistan, and Central Asia by Ahmed Rashid, but like his previous book, Taliban, he proves himself immensely knowledgeable about Pakistan’s role in the “Afghanistan problem.” While both Descent and Taliban offer readers a framework…

  • Pub or Perish

    My publisher has notified me in writing that I am contractually obligated to say I did a reading (a little ditty called Pub or Perish) on Sunday that corresponded with the Arkansas Literary Festival. Rumor has it I did not perish. Thank you to the menfolk who made that reading (and writing) possible. Except for…