Hailing A Cab
I’m assuming my desire to be driven somewhere will be like a siren call to a taxi driver’s need to make money. But I’ve been..
The flakes scatter. And I imagine myself one of the flurry’s pack. Desperate to rejoin my falling comrades. I spin and sputter. Through..
I’m assuming my desire to be driven somewhere will be like a siren call to a taxi driver’s need to make money. But I’ve been..
Even the geese ( I think ) can tell, spent into billward distances, through broken and broken distances, unfathomable and scarcely..
We’re back with another exciting issue of Uptown Mosaic Magazine. Putting together each issue is a labor of love. Issue number three..
I am worth every clogged artery, Damn your consciousness, Your awareness of health And your propensity to read Out loud the..
She’s fighting against keys kidnapping mood, high, shrilly notes that over-thrill, deep, clubbing bass tones that drag...
Lust, avarice, masturbation, I’ve done the lot. I’ve even coveted. Just look at my face. The coveting leaps..
You feel bad when annoyed By happy people doing nothing But making all the noises You would make too, if happy. Especially with company,..
We made it to issue number 2!
Sometimes I feel as if I’m drowning. I feel detached. I feel like I’m missing out on the moment because I’m afraid to feel: I don’t..