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Story Time for Miscreants and Malcontents
So, this is happening. If you’re local, come check it out. I always have to include a disclaimer: I’m very very uncomfortable doing readings, so if I don’t seem super cheerful and outgoing afterward, I promise it’s not personal. I’ll be happy to see you. Really. https://www.facebook.com/events/1463798203907907/
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Some Country Church, and Poor Choice in Accessories
…Jesus on the precipice taking flight, mortality a bitter shock as his brains came out…
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The Sound of Driving By
It's only the sound of driving by, the noise made by the space between the red light and the green…
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Straw Man
Straw man, did the black plague take you by surprise? Do you remember what it was to breathe without the stench of deceit wrapped around your face to make you choke? Snake-jawed, unhinged, swallowing reality regurgitating thoughts you link like tissue paper chains, fragile and pathetic circling your wrists held there stupid, the illusion of…
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Hallelujah in the Alley, Death Style
In a dark alley, Jesus Christ stripped off his vestments, stood naked and hairless and drew on his gloves
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Dolls on Independence Day
Tiny little plastic parts all lined up Glass eyes, dead stares blank space where the hearts should be slender fingers locked in place grasping something in the air no one can see frozen painted lacquered toes nailed to the floor in effigy
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Wreck.
This is the part, tiny little nothing man where you reach down inside where everything good festers and dies, pull out your misery and strangle yourself with your own fetid tongue. Street whore cries injustice, plastic face melting off under the acid of her manufactured tears knees bruised and bloody from too long at his…
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Fly
The world is defined by the dregs dying at the bottom of your cup drowning in the cold, left behind by your apathetic inability to do something as simple as change the filter –dumping the new, coarsely ground by some half-assed industrial machine on top of what was left from last time, stale and bitter…
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June 10 2014
When I found you, the days were short, just starting to lean toward the solstice, gathering up the warmth from the sun and hoarding it away from the dark Moon-chilled, we built an empire out of the stars.
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Coffee and Books
Hello local friends, just wanted to let you know that my last book, Object Permanence, is now for sale at the awesome Allgood Coffee in Weaverville, NC, just north of Asheville. It’s hard for me to do any kind of self-promotion, so going in and talking to them about it was a pretty huge step.…
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