Monthly Archives: January 2012

Troy dives for my crotch. Black Zeta bogarts Sponge Bob. Alpha-male Yeager is away at a show.

Radiators hiss. Black Zeta growls in her sleep. The old furnace roars.

New post in Solitude.

My brother William takes down the paper Bayeux Tapestry draped along the beige walls of our quality inn, carefully folding the lame rendition of colored woolen yarns. Too much entropy he said. Outside, the frosty rail-cut trembles with each passing … Continue reading →

Take the one I hold I fear though the two I love so dear.