Small Minds

If ever there was a place able to contain my spirit it is New York City. I am leaving the confines of my tiny hometown. Its oppressive traditions and suffocating stench held onto me for too long.  My mother always told me New Yorkers live among colossal skyscrapers, immense corporations, and...

The Statue Who Could...

The statue stood fast to his pedestal in the middle of the stone parapet. His sculptor was huddled close to the feet of the marble majesty. His small tools were making delicate corrections: sanding, smoothing and polishing. He lightly lifted his chisel and placed its worn edge at the base of...

Prometheus’s Pit

No law is heeded in the American desert. Survival is ensured by vicious violence and blood sacrifices. Desert dwellers build altars to Death and feed it Pain. The Pit was the greatest of these altars. It was a crudely shaped impression that sunk three feet into the earth. The walls of the...

What to Think?

What are you thinking? Nothing I love when she wears that t-shirt. V-necks were created in heaven just to be wrapped around her body. Surely she knows she shouldn’t be wearing this in the morning if she doesn’t want me to come on strong. It is weird how clothes were created to cover...