fathers
TagJOHN BARNLY: a memory
I was scroolling through the local news on my phone and I found the death of John Barnly.
Bite the hand that feeds you
I was born in a hole, a metaphorical one fortunately.
A Boy Is Burning
“How does it feel?” The heat has long since sucked all the air out of this concrete room. Everything is choked with dust and sweat.
Pontoon Boat is in the Front Yard
Get this out of the way: I did put a cigarette out on your mother’s arm Thanksgiving weekend 2013