125: Para Todos

Flashback: A crowded subterranean bar, funky jazz moves a room full of people around you, drunk and high off sweat and life. Wave after wave of saxophone and sexy sweet voice lap up against your brain which has stopped feeling and now just is. You dance and breathe, these verbs have become one, and when... Continue Reading →


Day 83: How I Feel About Being Human

The Daily Prompt asked for a post about my job and how I feel about it. So naturally I went into abstract-land and came up with something to say about being human. Because that's the only job I know I was born to do. The back story here is this is an image that came... Continue Reading →

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