On the western front

Time to say what you dont really never wanted expected anticipated to mean Oh Hemingway you paint so darkly would you mix a little blue? I mean am I asking? no im more telling demanding wanting yelling screaming killing pillaging you to do so I mean, is blue that bad? I thinks its quite better [...]

Posted at 6:24 pm on February 17, 2008 | leave a comment | Filed Under: Poetry | read on

Now I know why people cry at weddings

“Oh don’t fucking tell me that.” he slammed his fist on the table and looked away. She looked at him scrubbing the plate clean with her anger. “Yeah, he was better than you, he fucked me so good,” she was grinning wildly now and basking in the pain that shot off him like rays of [...]

Posted at 6:20 pm on February 17, 2008 | leave a comment | Filed Under: Short Story | read on

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My writing isn’t for all eyes to see. Alot of it is vulgar, alot of it is edgy, alot of it is grotesque. But for those who understand why, they can truly see what it is thats going on. So I say this as a mild warning that this is not easy reading nor should it be. I don’t write to entertain, thats for sure.

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