Peep it at 50 to 1. I know you want to. Dirty dog.

Hola, amigos.

New fiction written by your humble narrator is up and running at the whamtastic ezine, 50 to 1.

Do check it out. It'll make you dance. Maybe.

Peep it here: The Perils of Peeping

New Fiction at MircoHorror! Whoo Hoo!

Hello, all.

A new fiction piece, "Porter's Big Swing," is up and running at the fabulous ezine MicroHorror.

Check it out! And big thanks to Nathan Rosen, a super-fast editor with great taste.

Here she blows: Porter's Big Swing

From the Trash Heap #2

Try Fingerpainting Instead

Buzzing, darting fly
Old man curses, snaps chopsticks
Fuck enlightenment

Copyright 2009

From the Trash Heap #1

Yielding

Fast undulation catches Kate.
Youthful our urbanite.
Dancing adrift; regal buoyancy yoked.

Fine, usually.
Chaos Kryptonite.
Yipping ovaries undone.
Delinquent? Anything rasps, bubbling yarn.

Finite uncovered. Corks kill.
Yes or unsaid?
Don’t answer; reason begs yesterday.

Noting other thoughts hindering isles near Guam, beings unravel time.

Lastly, our voyage ends.

Copyright 2009