“Wake up! Roll call,” echoes down the hall. Shadows on the wall. Wise words for you all: “Do just what I tell you to, or I will unleash hell on you.” In charge and on guard. Give an inch, they take a yard. If you want peace, don’t spare the rod. Closed fist—your new god “You must think that I’m naïve; you would do the same to me. ”Can’t believe...Learn More

Your accident, like, “peek-a-boo! Here I am ”Filters paint the foreground red. So, there I stand If you want it, you’ve gotta feed it every day The lead bleeds indecencies—the price you pay We both know what you came for, baby I’m out here riding the tide A sickness for tragedy; somehow, I’m making it mine Some yellow tape, a brief Act Two, and...Learn More