Cautious Clay | Cold War

  She understands the slow burn better than me, and I don’t blame her. The full moon from my birthday is waning, I conserved as much as I could.  

Sal Dulu | Antasma

Calm chaos. Calm chaos. Calm chaos. I saw solitary people, I saw a couple of cars. I turned the block, solitary. I spied an amber cat, old and full, strong, slink under the car. Calm chaos. He came out under the car, descended down the stairs. I opened the door and walked back into theContinue reading “Sal Dulu | Antasma”

Lake Superior | Bien Bien

  Not aggressive, but alive. Though to be alive for yourself, some aggression is the cure. A smile can be aggressive when they expect downcast eyes. Don’t flinch.  

Baraka | Leisure

  Chaos can be peaceful. Red can be soothing. You have to remind yourself, to keep yourself from straying. Recognize your distractions. Take a peek outside your window, but slink back into yourself – lest you pour your energy into a fleeting figment, which will inevitably dissolve because the muse you can’t lose is inside.Continue reading “Baraka | Leisure”

Somebody to Love | Raw Moans

  High pressure. Become comfortable with being uncomfortable. Somebody to love is everywhere, somebody to love is you. I have an exam on public speaking tonight. A dirty martini with Alice at RPM has my name on it when I’m done.