your blue eyes are whirlpools, and still i dive in

"Dogs, according to their transcendental philosophy, ought to improve their nature, and to behave better." -George Santayana, "The Irony...

I was losing my hair. The pills I took made my scalp patchy and pushed out gunk that rose to my skin’s surface in fatty springs. My face...

the parasite in my head is an old sailor, but has lost the means to control me claw at the black iris portholes in the cabin of the vacant

Suzanne, the first continuity girl on the werewolf picture, got fired for stealing from the makeup department and Dawn Turbot stepped into her spot after a little training but without much ceremony. Then the whole production shut down for two weeks because the main actor Trek Swanson, who got the nickname “Star Trek,” had to go dry out in Arizona. Dawn mainly hung out at the hotel in the Catskills where the movie was being shot, and got loaded. The movie was called  Lycans Lu

I pour my fill of shortcomings with latent dreams And drink acid raw and straight until it burns the cacophony in my cheeks Rotten teeth,

untitled to touch you now touching you now and my hearts mixed up in it like paints this hue of you this color of me meant to meet meant to