Holy Shit

Holy Shit 2•14•98 I was born amongst fires and strobe light; natural fissures and crater cracks as demons danced and somebody chuckled for like, no apparent reason. And God said ‘Shhhh’, to the angel who peeped it when He sent his son down and proclaimed him His only...

The Devil Winked

THE DEVIL WINKED Walkin I was Down the street   alone , but peopled block there were people everywhere like mardigras  only.. different. Walking I was   when I saw , she saw me seeing we were   sighting each other like rifles Gorgeous  she was Gorgeous    my eyelids...