Larry and Mick go all Gangsta, Innit

"Fo'shizzle," said Larry. "What does that mean?" said Mick. Larry shrugged. [ fin ]

POOH CREEK

also known by other names

Last Dance

Spiritual Romance 230 year in the making.

I AM

I am Edgar Allen Poe, Jackson Pollack, and Jack Kerouac rolled into one tightly wrapped Cuban cigar. A bit short of a disaster and on the presapus of destruction,

Austin Angel

Concrete, steel and glass on every boxed corner and hill, parking a commodity and the summer’s sun burning intently on the pitch black macadam beneath our feet.

Japanese water chimes

I notice a dip in his eyes Like some Japanese water chime His eyes were like mine What parables we share. Gazing at her sweptback; strait hair. Then her parting ample breasts,

The Divine Goddesses

The divine glory of the Indian goddesses...

Bones

A sea of heat seeps into the bones of the nation. The national marrow eases its frustration. White mineral tightens, hardens as muscle memory awakens summer sepia tinged trees and breezes.

The Nodding Flower (Children’s Rhyme)

“It’s such a lovely day”, I said. The daffodil nodded her head. “Do you enjoy the Summer, then?”. The daffodil nodded again.

The End Times

Latorus

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