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Milo II

“…so I toss Milo in the cell” “No kidding, he was, what, 12 at the time?” “A tad over 13.” “Granted that was a dang small jail with rarely a hard core criminal within it, but didn’t you figure that it was going to traumatize him?” “Well, one could

Abstract drawing in black with subtle light highlights that imply darkness lit by headlights

Once Upon a Time

F.M. Static buzzing the radio The reflective yellow dotted lines zipping down the highway Like your truck is a monster eating pac man As you drive 5 north of the speed limit Without seeing another set of headlights fore or aft And it is dark dark dark It is

Drawing of urban horizon suggestive of toxic air and smog with words "A Better World" and emblems

William Tell Overture

She gazes out the window from the top floor of the office building and takes a drag from some harsh stimulant through some form of mechanical vaporizer. This is her building. Hers alone. It is the largest structure, by far, in the city. The structure is the focal point of

Abstract drawing in Uncle Grandpa colors of an introspective humanesque grotesque

Walking in Spring in Suburbia

The lights reflect While walking in spring In Suburbia The lights reflect off the apartment building In suburbia All that light And Mirrors The acceptable chill in the air On this here day in early March In Suburbia It should be colder Right now The lake should be frozen over

Black and white photo of theater from stage located in Ouro Preto Brasil

I Suddenly Gave up Meat

I suddenly gave up meat. Just the other day. It was a sudden awareness found in a plate of lasagna Cooked to perfection. In Ouro Preto Brasil. Heavy. Substantial. Concise. A dish with gravitas. A dish earned through an active day of walking. A dish full of mucus and flesh.

An abstraction of a humanesque grotesque posing for portrait

The Relentlessness Trials

[audio undecipherable] Sir? I just entirely disagree with your assertion. [audio undecipherable] My job sir? Are you implying you will terminate my employment simply because I don’t share your ridiculously ill thought suggestion? Those numbers, sir, that you and Mr. [redacted] propose are entirely unattainable. [audio undecipherable] Sir? Because

black and white close up photo of a section of a heavily corroded but structurally strong iron gate

Symbiosis

The perpetual dialectic The endless infinite The intuitive madness And diminutive masses With gigantic intent Perpetually punch and jab Ebb and flow Against the endless sea of Pontifications and opinions The resolve of men And women are tested Some flail and others ascend Seemingly without commonality Yet moving to and