confessions of a bitter artist (a fictional journal) 1.
Welcome to the Gayborhood Philadelphia, June 1995. Morning. The blank ceiling stares. I look away, try not to get caught in what if. But mind is quicksand, resistance trapped in […]
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the origin of clouds (a novel)#3
Strange Love guided himself up twenty-two flights of stairs, occasionally stopping to catch his breath and adjust himself and once again thought, “How long the elevator been broke?” before […]
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