welcome to the first church of the final appropriation
I don’t think about suicide
I mean, not really
I don’t dwell on suicide
“is it Tuesday?”
I have thought about suicide
I mean, who hasn’t?
I’ve thought about suicide once or twice
it’s only natural
I have thoughts about suicide
they are not mine
I’ve thought about suicide a few times
“I’ll
the beginning is not the beginning, this is how it starts but this is not the beginning, the beginning was before, the beginning was before that time, that time was a new beginning, that time was a death and a rebirth, the beginning was the beginning, then there was death, a death, the death, followed by a slow re-entry, a
i’m lucky that it happened so long ago. i was lucky before the internet. cameras existed including polaroid instants but they weren’t present at that time. the only images of my abuse are fading in the aging brains on which they’re stored. there were five of them — brains not pictures. three abusers one witness and one victim.
I am a sixty-one-year-old white male of English and Irish descent. I have a genetic disposition for acne, baldness and depression. I am taller than average and slender. Clothing rarely fits me well. I was lied to as a child and things were done to me that should never be done to another human being. I kept that a secret
i got my first crown just one month into the shut-in, shut-down, whatever you call it, the beginning of the time when everything changed, when the before and after split, when nothing changed. i had been dutifully avoiding contact. I meant to say ravishfully. introvert’s wet dream, eh? it was traumatic because (the crown)
was my first, terrified by
The following is adapted from a Yoga Studio Instructor’s Guide that I wrote for my hot yoga studio. The heat specific references won’t apply to everyone, obviously, but I hope they are still instructive.
A professional yoga studio should allow instructors a good amount of autonomy in how they teach their classes. However, there are certain unwritten principles
Design as Art by Bruno Munari is as insufferable as it is inspiring.
My experience as a graphic designer is long, not deep. I’ve been designing part-time for more than twenty years but sporadically and not to the degree that I could call myself more than a novice. I love doing it and have created a few logos and
This is my second self-published book of poems. It includes flarf, appropriations, haiku, invocations, a script and a couple of unclassifiable pieces. It contains everything from Pumiquat.v1 and a lot more. 136 pages.
The book is temporarily unavailable while I switch payment vendors.
This was my first self-published book of poetry from 2010. It has 12 poems and one invocation. 36 pages.
The book is temporarily unavailable while I switch payment vendors.
