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When I got into writing, it was mainly just a sex thing.

  When I got into writing it was mainly just a sex thing. Because guys who knew how to string together a poem got me wet between the legs. At … Continue reading

September 20, 2013 · 6 Comments

The Wrong Woman

I’m the wrong woman.Not the wrong girl.I ceased to be a girla very long time ago.So if you’re lookingfor the right girlor event he right womanyou should be lookingsomewhere elsebecause … Continue reading

July 7, 2013 · 9 Comments

Oh Boo Hoo

Cry all you like.It won’t make it better.Fill this famous valleywith your self righteous tears.What do I carethat your vanity’s offended?There are some terrible truthseveryone has to face. Get out … Continue reading

June 22, 2013 · 5 Comments


I beat back the beasts of the nightwith their razors and slavering tonguesI outlived the curse of my youthto be pretty and clever and young.I came through the fire of … Continue reading

June 6, 2013 · 5 Comments

American men have forgotten how to fuck

American men have forgotten how to fuck. they have lost their point of reference which animalizes them, they have come adrift from the shoreline of their baser nature They no … Continue reading

November 17, 2012 · 15 Comments

Your Latest Fuck

Your latest fuck your latest win your latest suck your latest sale your latest fuck in the ass in a motel on route sixty two. while the air conditioner splutters … Continue reading

August 18, 2012 · 25 Comments

Run run run

Run, run run through the backwoods and deserts – ‘cross the dunes and the oceans through the alleys and sewers. The shadows are gathering across the bay. Run run run … Continue reading

July 23, 2012 · 17 Comments