you’d love my body filled with scars this open book of memoires hieroglyphs that everyone reads living story of their … More


dear old teardrop sit and watch the rain watch the river pass commit your words of sadness on the bluegrass … More

survival means more life?

I can kill you a zillion times – back, forth, back – you remain a post-taste, something unrecognizable, even more … More

return no longer come back or more words or post this and connect just a smooth circle now rerunning itself … More

  arxvis @boldomatic

arxvis @boldomatic

arxvis @boldomatic