lies i tell myself

if i'm finally beginning to differentiate between the speaker of the poem and myself does that mean my prefrontal cortex is kicking in? two travesti poems & some scattered thoughts & dreams

33 Theses on Sheer Thursday a Week Early

A list of things noticed today (including several kinds of magic)

I had forgotten how tossing a frisbee can feel like dancing

Death pays a visit to the beach

Outline 001

Writing within the delusion-world of capitalism

Road Rage

Three poems from the road.