An Intergalactic Sunday Morning

Dear Lover, The scent of your hair and the fragrance of flowers is still new born within my nose. The tender touch of your lips resides where you had kissed mine, alongside the remembrance of your embrace. The rows of

An Intergalactic Sunday Morning

Dear Lover, The scent of your hair and the fragrance of flowers is still new born within my nose. The tender touch of your lips resides where you had kissed mine, alongside the remembrance of your embrace. The rows of

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Dear Lover, There was this moment that I knew, LA might not be so superficial. So dirty. So whatever. And then there you were, a sign of god, an angel? Either way you made my dreams. I hear Jack Kerouac

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Dear Lover, There was this moment that I knew, LA might not be so superficial. So dirty. So whatever. And then there you were, a sign of god, an angel? Either way you made my dreams. I hear Jack Kerouac

Several Firsts

Dearest Friend, These things; the ocean seems to stir itself, more so than when the moon draws upon it, when you’re present. Your words fall upon my ears like dew over a dry meadow. The scent of your intelligence smells

Several Firsts

Dearest Friend, These things; the ocean seems to stir itself, more so than when the moon draws upon it, when you’re present. Your words fall upon my ears like dew over a dry meadow. The scent of your intelligence smells

Planes, Trains, Feet, and Automobiles.

Dear friends, I’ve been all over the country. I’ve traveled by almost every sort of mobility we, as humans, have at our disposal. The longing for a home is fleeting and I find myself drifting to another place and time.

Planes, Trains, Feet, and Automobiles.

Dear friends, I’ve been all over the country. I’ve traveled by almost every sort of mobility we, as humans, have at our disposal. The longing for a home is fleeting and I find myself drifting to another place and time.

Loss

Dear old friend, The promise of love is as secure as if we know our own outcome while those who say they believe in a tenderness shallowly portray a rightfulness of their within. It is not, that. I spend a

Loss

Dear old friend, The promise of love is as secure as if we know our own outcome while those who say they believe in a tenderness shallowly portray a rightfulness of their within. It is not, that. I spend a

Letters From People We Love (Jonny Boy)

Written: May 6th, 1981 Mailed: May 29th, 1981 Received: May 30th, 1981 Little brother, Several weeks ago I received the news of my eventuality. I’ve been trying to find the right words to write. I know these past few years

Letters From People We Love (Jonny Boy)

Written: May 6th, 1981 Mailed: May 29th, 1981 Received: May 30th, 1981 Little brother, Several weeks ago I received the news of my eventuality. I’ve been trying to find the right words to write. I know these past few years

Breaking The Silence

To whom it may concern, Currently listening to: Jesus and Mary Chain Just Like Honey Physchocandy On a hot Summer day, in Evansville, IN, circa 1998, I remember my Mom in blue jeans and a denim tank. More than that,

Breaking The Silence

To whom it may concern, Currently listening to: Jesus and Mary Chain Just Like Honey Physchocandy On a hot Summer day, in Evansville, IN, circa 1998, I remember my Mom in blue jeans and a denim tank. More than that,