I, Narcissist
I wrote this piece for Takimag a while back. It’s about how narcissism is underrated or something: Little Selfies on Hogwash Mountain
I wrote this piece for Takimag a while back. It’s about how narcissism is underrated or something: Little Selfies on Hogwash Mountain
As I was lying in the bathtub reading an old astrology book, I noticed one of those small, harmless beetles crawling up the wall near the faucet… you know, the kind you often find on the carpet, and you think it might be a roach but upon closer inspection it’s too slow and bulky. Anyway, … The Beetle in the Bathtub
A poety book I wrote a few years ago is now available on Kindle for a measly 2.99. Not that you should buy it or anything(unless unchecked narcissism and megalomania are major turn-ons for you.) You can buy it here:
How’s the weather, whether or not we’re together, Touch me but don’t let me down. Maybe I’m just hanging around, with my head up, upside down.. it’s a pity, I can’t seem to find someone who’s as… pretty and lovely as you There needs to be a manual for how to deal with emotionally healthy … tennis balls and mirror mazes
It’s getting to be that time of the year in Phoenix when one’s ass is in almost a perpetual state of sweatiness. There’s really not much you can do about it either. Here I am in my underwear typing this in the comfort of my climate controlled habitat of a room…and still sweating my tail … In praise of the wishy-washy girl
Flight From The Senses by Brandon Adamson Putting on the invisible disguise in an effort to evade untimely demise it’s off to navigate the maze of the skies without a wingman, minus a stewardess, and the crash lessons of the last as the only guide, such is the flight experience on the airline of the … cockpit of despair
Dawn Batson dredged up this photo of me at Harlowe’s from when she came to visit in December of 2006.When I see it, all I can think is “such innocent times.” Dreary to see a photo like this really. I feel like I need to time travel back there to my diet depsi drinking, cream … Time Machine Daydream
So almost every day I go to Fashion Square mall for about a half hour. I buy a diet coke from the food court, and just wander around and daydream. It’s become part of my new routine. While I have yet have an actual conversation with anyone at the mall(such a thing would ruin it … …