Excerpts and Prose

Dave was that kind of guy….

It was just past eight in the morning. When I came to terms with the fact Dave really hadn’t come home, I sat up in bed. I looked around my room which was painted an awful blue that he had picked when our house was being built. Fuck his blue paint. I swung my feet… Read More ›

Blood in the sand…

The day I was born my mother sent me naked screaming into the world. Hurling towards a pinpoint of light from between her legs, that I would spend the entirety of my forty-two years chasing and failing to reach. Till one day, over a cup of coffee and a donut, I realized that blowing my… Read More ›

Just wait for another sunrise. Give it 24 hours.

I remember the first time I tried to kill myself. It was just honestly a break in the space-time continuum I had going after decades of pain. A momentary darkness, and a suffocating hopelessness that had knocked the wind out of me. I’d decided in those moments where breath and tears escaped me that I… Read More ›

A cup of coffee and a smoke

I wake up I piss I shower I drink a cup of coffee and light a smoke at the sink. I brush my teeth for at least twenty minutes to get the taste of semen out of my mouth from the night before. Still I never feel clean enough. At eleven each day I walk… Read More ›

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