Tears of Blood

Tiffanee likes when I tell her stories; she says it allows her mind to escape the prison of poverty, letting her thoughts run free from this five-by-five-foot tunnel. Far… More

Symmetry Gates

Under the very best of circumstances, it’s hard to get a solid night’s sleep in prison. For one thing, your mattress is only half an inch thick. Then there’s… More

The Summer I Lost My Innocence

She was alive. I could see the covers move over her shoulder just a little bit. The morning light creeping through the sheer curtains at an odd angle across… More

Labels Break Me

He grows and he grows and still dreams of space. But along come friends to show him how to get there. A little plastic bag no bigger then his… More

Music

I crave / to look at my life / and retrace the past / which floats before / me like ghost music More

Inferno

You can scream, you can holla, you can yell, you can shout! / It won’t change a thing, they not letting us out. More

Sedimentary

Years before we moved into the little white house / on the hill a road construction crew sliced off / the hillside edge to make way for the highway… More