Already left She gave him what he wanted because she thought it would keep him from leaving. He took it because it was there. What Continue reading →

This one is by Michael Bussman: A former would-be major leaguer makes the play of a lifetime It was august High altitude heat Very blue, Continue reading →

I’m bringing back the Thursday Poems. This was printed in the Outcast about a year ago. Outcast I’ve never worked as a bike messenger. Never Continue reading →

Jobs The jobs blur together, into one big mess. It gets to where I can’t remember, which preceded which. Who I worked with, for how Continue reading →

Tonight will not be here tomorrow. The bottle will still be here, barring accident or injury. Just like ourselves. But tonight will not be here Continue reading →

I thought about posting a poem I wrote. Never done it before, at least not that I can remember. And why not just post one? Continue reading →

Don’t blame Big Jonny; (5) Viagra has side effects. (7) Huzzah! Porn is dead. (5) by