i bargained for salvation

i used to by opium from a guy who wore renfaire clothing and always made me listen to him sing 'shelter from the storm'

i just cut ties with a grifter poet who'd been grooming me for a few months, i don't know what his end game was gonna be, but it was a'comin. i'm tired

i'm a yankee, not proud but i can live with it. also a damn yankee because i went to the south and i stayed

in 1976, i rode in a saggy airport limousine to key west, we had to get out at railroad crossings. that was the first time i knew a teenage girl who got raped

i know what a boot pushing your face into a hard packed snow bank feels like

once, when my father's fist sent me flying from my dinner chair to the corner of the kitchen, my mother shouted, "Frank, stop it!" and i yelled, "Yeah, Frank, stop it!"

Gnewt used to sandpaper his face and then treat it with gasoline. this was in order to remove his acne. it worked

my teen girlfriend left me because i told someone that she was being sexually assaulted by her uncles

i cried so many times when i didn't know what i was crying for. i still do. i like it

i spent fifty years or so hiding from myself. i am proud of that. i like to say that i'm not ambitious, but that was... something

one time me and friends were tripping. one time, hah! after everyone else was done, i was not. i yelled, "turn on the lights" for an hour or two

i danced on gravestones while singing all the songs from Godspell. the lighting designer was pissed because i cut my hair on opening day. he never told me that he was using my hair for an effect, or i wouldn't'a done it

the happiest i've ever been was when 250 fifth graders stomped their feet while chanting my name, "Peter! Peter! Peter!"

i've never been more embarrassed than when i hung myself on stage. i didn't mean to do it. i suppose if i didn't regret some things, i'd regret that

"Y'all Deserve A Break Today!"