holy shit.

those of you under rocks right about now dont know that i am in long island. movin to brooklyn at the end of this month.

cotton swab ( Read more... )

WALK the tightrope
embrace certain destruction
inevitable creation

my madwomans ( Read more... )

you cant do what i do

my uncredited way of thinking ( Read more... )

awed by her splendor

stars near the lovely
moon cover their own
bright faces
when she
is roundest and lights
earth with her silver

oh, Sappho of Lesbos, how i love the, youre the only thing that makes sense in this crazy world.

heres mud in your eye ( Read more... )

pot, pot, pot ( Read more... )