On a manic road trip from Texas to Colorado, I take a side road in Sweet Water, TX. It was a long straight road that chases a string of windmills for miles. My Chrysler 300 SVT was turbo charged and came setup with a 1/4 mile lap timer. Just press a button and floor theContinue reading “Drag Racing at Sweet Water”
One day when I was feeling really sad and flat like I didn’t feel anything, I decided to cut myself just a little. The first time, I was scared. The razor was sharp. I cut the pad of my thumb. I felt a sting when the blade sliced it’s way past my fingerprint. There wasContinue reading “Why did I want to cut myself?”
Here is the reading of my poem called Edging Santa for the holiday season.
Edging SantaBeyond timeBeyond dreamsThere’s a momentThe camera seesThe camera seesA naked meDripping dropsFrom hair unteasedBlood warmed skinKissed by arctic windForce open poresTo close againFragrant scentIn Flower holeMoist and wetFrom depths belowA Misty poolConcentric ringsDancing wavesTo life flow synchedJust a flickJust a tingleHot spring wokenBy one fingerJust a dripJuicy moistSweet sweet wineOn lips to tasteShotgun smokeInContinue reading “Edging Santa [poem]”