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A memoir of recovery from childhood trauma, told through poetry, experimental writing, surrealism, and occasional art and music.

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We Begin

that was how it started, this is how it started, that death, this death, two points, on an imaginary line, only one point, on a circle, a clock...

The Custom of Violence

In the earliest grades he was a bit of a bully. If his family hadn’t moved he likely would have continued on a trajectory towards becoming a very bad person. However, and somehow, the move to another state affected him in such a manner that he effectively began learning how to be a human being.

The Saddest Piss in the World

i’m standing in a dark closet dreaming / dreaming like a monkey / what a monkey sounds like / what a monkey sounds like when it stubs it’s toe

Queequeg, Cleopatra, and Xerxes Walk Into a Bar

We were poor. Number 10-sized cans of mealy, sinewy, chicken guts, peanut butter, and powdered eggs. Embarrassing standing in line to pick it all up.

At the Enduro

Most people think they know what makes a haiku, and most of them are wrong.

Does It Matter if You Touch the Ashes? I Did Not Touch the Ashes

i took my dead mother for a walk last week at Land’s End, by chance i was just looking for easy access water to dump her in to dissolve her, i guess was the intention i didn’t give it that much thought

Adagio

A MAN crosses towards the table from UP STAGE RIGHT. He is wearing underwear under a long, flowing silk bathrobe, open at the front. He stops to the RIGHT of the table. He takes a flower in his right hand, smells it, brushes his face with it, then drops it on the floor to his left.

The Tyranny of Words

The dog was on a leash but I gave it wide berth. I don't like dogs. I'm afraid of them. I don't mind admitting that.

Here's Lookin' at You, Kid

I don’t have writer’s block. I have writer’s fright.

Judas is Scared A Lot

When Judas heard the crow cock three times, he only did what his Rabbi asked him to. He fulfilled his destiny knowing full well what the cost would be. Condemned forever for an act of loyalty.

Call Me Benjamin Button

At exactly the halfway point between then and now, time, in concert with the earth's inner core of blazing iron and nickel, reversed its direction and began spinning backward as if seeking its own birth in the fiery magma of amygdala.

Invocation of Pork & Beans

I call to Carna, also known as crane sacred witch, sworn enemy of screech-owls, vampires, rapists, and cads, protect our bodies from violation, ravishment and desecration.

Invocation for Children of the Secret

There are no levels of spiritual development, no hierarchical scheme. Jacob’s ladder may be climbed by all. The key to heaven’s gate is visible on the mat.

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