not drunk yet, but moving in the right direction

 

NEW WORK AT

RED OGRE REVIEW

everyone is dead, and nothing ever dies

 

The 20th Annual Poetry E-Book Free-For-All

there's always some jerkoff who insists on getting shot to death

NEW WORK

ON THE WAY FROM

CYBERWIT,

BUT IN THE MEANTIME

THERE WILL ALWAYS BE

A WEALTH OF POVERTY 

every asshole dreams of the future

 

NOT EVERYTHING IS

ABOUT YOU

from

Apathy Press Poets

The best, just getting better..

myself, long after i've grown tired of that person

 

the government is your only true enemy

ONLY THE BEST AT

BOTTLECAP PRESS

 

you can start bitching about how things used to be without stopping to remember how goddamn miserable you were

 

HERE

how much broken glass are you willing to crawl over for a fix?

NEW WORK AT

LOTHLORIEN 

there is nothing more pure than the fine art of disappearing

 

WORK @

BRUISER MAG

no one dreams of the ghost they will become

 

COLLECTIONS FROM

CYBERWIT

i will either become my enemies or i will fuck them into submission

 

a merciful fist, an abundance of despair

PIKER PRESS,

WHERE EVERY WORD COUNTS

JOHN SWEET

 

always some idea of god just waiting to be laughed at

 

the need to choose between FUCKED and FUCKED UP

 and all of us drinking the blood of our enemies by John Sweet 

REVIEW

because anyone who demands your obedience will only ever be your enemy

 

the back yards all littered with dog shit, the bedroom carpets all reeking of pot

 Sour Winery #2 - by Vinegar Press - Sour Winery

your shadow crawling like cancer down the cracked and fading sidewalks of obsolete factory towns

 

THE LULU COLLECTION

as if the days are no more than christ’s naked body left for dead

 

this man with the gun says he needs to get high

NEW WORK

 

people were dying in the name of freedom

 Active Muse

for drinking the blood of those who would fight to keep you down

UGLY BEAUTY FOR

UGLY TIMES

ALL HAIL

HIDDEN HAND PRESS!

ORDER ENOUGH FOR THE WHOLE FAMILY

 

not a great nation, obviously, and not even the promise of it

 

one morning, you wake up dead

 

picture your life as a race to the top of a pile of corpses

 

the dead kids all know that hatred is an artform

So close.

It's actually a themed collection,

which I almost never do.

Still available for any publisher

who understands what the

future will look like. 

been january now for most of your life

 

what any of us choose to do in the face of tragedy seems irrelevant

 

the trick is finding questions with answers that actually matter

 

mantra for beaten dogs

 

and the pills don’t help but i still want more

A MILLION THANKS!

A TOTAL HONOR..... 

there is no end in this world to the list of things not worth dying for

THE CENTURY OF

DREAMING MONSTERS 

you walk into the room where your father’s body was found

 

these assholes w/ their guns

ANOTHER ONE YOU'RE SORRY YOU MISSED.

MAYBE NEXT TIME.

 

the last good summer, i think, or maybe the one after

 

incantation for the refused

 

we are more than christ and we are better than god but this is nothing special

      I remember the future because it all turned out wrong

 

[nobody cares to hide the dopeheads and the suicides]

 

we are dead, maybe, or maybe just giving it some serious thought

You won't find them anywhere,

more than likely,

but GODDAMN are they good..... 

all bravery is punished in the end

 

A NATION OF ASSHOLES WITH GUNS

yourself scraped together from pale blue light and all of the people you love and all of the ones you've forgotten

HUMAN CATHEDRALS