Movement 1: The Savior Allahu Akbar! May my instincts explode on this primitive bark. These innocent people forced to prey. Allahu Akbar! May my nerves hold true as I sprint, as I vault, upon this empty, screaming man, his bomb, his unholy eyes. Allahu Akbar! May my thumbs stab those eyes through his sockets into his brain. Before his cries melt to ash. Before his […]
Thank you all for being here, and thank you to all of those who’ve helped make this possible. Mom knew many of you personally, therefore you have some guess as to how much she loved you. I’m sure she loved you more than you know. Also – I can say with absolute confidence – that for those of […]
To clarify recent events, Mom passed away on Tuesday around 5:30 AM. Having now witnessed the passing of my two best friends, I can attest to “a peaceful death” being a misleading notion, though I can state, thankfully, that in her final moments I do not believe she suffered consciously. For Mom, eight years of […]
With eyes foaming the beast pounced, its fangs goring the throat of its prey. This prey, felt the beast, could not grasp his power, its mind defeated by his will, its soul unable to gasp one final, savage breath. Then the prey screamed – erupting with pain so electric, the vanity of the beast shattered. The beast let go, its eyes […]
Lord knows that noose like’t rip that boy’s head right off, Not f’r Billy’s ol’ rope. We cou’d hear a someth’n’ snappin’ ‘fore those big ol’ black feet crash’d down ‘n them roots. That boy sure cried out when ‘e hit, pro’l’ly broke his ankles. Sheriff an’ Billy Boy ’bout ripp’d all that bark right off […]
My arterial life takes its turn to the heart; chemicals and infusions arm my father’s diminished limbs, pulling my mind on his frame. I let him relax upon the needle. I run quietly throughout time. The flood of warm laughter. The sting of lives parting. The swelling parts of his night blue veins. How they […]
This sums up US politics rather nicely. Polls showing 90% of residents in favor of said initiative. A casino billionaire from another state finances 85% of counter-campaign. Referendum garners only 58% of vote, just failing to meet the state’s arbitrary “super-majority” of 60%. All for an initiative to expand the comfort of dying people. The […]
Her hair waves. Her eyes smile. Her warm goodbye twirls around my frozen animation. Next time, these winds will neither cool nor hide. They will carry this voice, lifting these arms, unwinding these melting fingers. When she turns, they will glide across her, sounding her name. Her eyes will pause. Our hands will touch. Her hair will fall as we twirl.