there is something kind of comforting, breathable, about the smell of winter clothing, wrapped up in boxes for some other people. today i broke free, but in ways I can’t explain. Sometimes I am slow. Most of the time I am sharper than the ring of the valve. What makes someone hold that magical space?…
questionable minds. writhing in gutters. bring these bring them this that there they stand mirrored in the background can you, my love, see the difference between? I stand forgotten forgetting there is a certain something somewhere someone left me this is what happens when you bleed ten gallons of blood while your uterus fights your…
this is my dog and I she’s cute but quite a mess and won’t sit still for very long I also grew ghetto hair overnight because I am good like that..n shit…. and because I care so much about shamless self-promotion I also web-camed my new cover..skin art issue 80.. god..picture taking is good…is it…
recognizing that politics are people. I don’t see any need to bust off on politics, but I do need to do this for myself and for everyone else that’s been wondering what I have to say about this situation.. TUESDAY 9/11/01 The buildings went down across the river. World Trade Center towers that were a…
scared is as scared does. with the worry and anticipation of the blood that runs through my veins in great gallons. my body is limp and wasted like the scattered pilings. leaves, broken hearts and broken bodies. I would destroy mine as it has already destroyed me. I wonder what past life held my crimes,…
it’s hotter than a motherfucker outside. thank god for fax machines which make even bartending hunt work easier. and movie theatres. my dog i think has to shit. i have neglected her today it’s too hot. mark is cool. he saw me on tv last night and still has a desire to call me. I…
i spoke with mark. my birth father and finally let him know about the tattoos and random fun facts about my life. and it seems to be going well, in the sense that i said “yea, well bet you didn’t figure you had a freak for a daughter”. it’s all relative. like corn muffins and…
i cried last night while at true, complaining because that was my night, a night i worked for 9 months before being ousted by some fuckin cheese ass mother fucker who i would not fuck. he is gone now, and i am back there in some respect. i lost my shit and felt slightly humiliated,…
i met a guy last night who seems to have some of the same ideas in music and sound in what he wants to do as I do. maybe he makes cool shit. i screamed in the bathroom with him and sang a diddy that i wrote on the bar, or rather in the bar….
