Figuring out the universe through some good old loathing and resentment. These are ill-tempered and ill-remembered love bits from the poop storm.
NYC by way of Southwest Virginia and Charleston, South Carolina.
Fiction and essays from a musician turned social worker turned scribbler.
Do you like to examine the rarely examined? Do you like talking, or at least thinking about sex (and relationships)? Do you like vignettes, visual and written that have that peep show flavour: pop in, pop out, zoom in, zoom out? Then this is for you!