shaving dirty limricks into the backsides of sheep to taunt the wolves.
Television
television is my hero.
it makes the voices go all quiet.
Books
Heroes
Jack Kerouac, Allen Gingsberg, Robert Heinlein, Dianna DiPrima, William S Burroughs, William Shakespeare and every last one of my friends, especially jessica, the fickle and amazing.
I write. I paint. I move. I do other things as well, but I dislike talking about myself as though I'm not here.
I'm also now the Literary Editor for the online zine Off Beat Pulp. If you're interested in submitting to the initial issue of Off Beat, please email me your submissions to: submissions@offbeatpulp.com
To check us out or to get the submission guidelines click on the banner on the right side of my profile.
Message me here if you have any questions or if you have any problems submitting through the usual channals.
Who I'd like to meet: revolutionaries and artists, writers, painters, poets and other oddball dreamers existing in the subconscious of a passionless culture. my brothers and sisters, fellow howlers and yawpers and unrepenitent lovers. anyone who knows the meaning of is is is.
I did get to finally meet her:
NOR skin nor hide nor fleece Shall cover you, Nor curtain of crimson nor fine Shelter of cedar-wood be over you, Nor the fir-tree Nor the pine.
Nor sight of whin nor gorse Nor river-yew, Nor fragrance of flowering bush, Nor wailing of reed-bird to waken you, Nor of linnet, Nor of thrush.
Nor word nor touch nor sight Of lover, you Shall long through the night but for this: The roll of the full tide to cover you Without question, Without kiss.
Which I wish to say is this There is no beginning to an end But there is a beginning and an end To beginning. Why yes of course. Any one can learn that north of course Is not only north but north as north Why were they worried. What I wish to say is this. Yes of course
Beautiful people…….Please do join me today,Aug 16th
as I welcome the wonderfully talented DJEnhancr
to my house…..His writing stirs the soul and makes us think just a bit
deeper about life. Lets get to know him
a bit better..at my house..
I have a friend in
from San Francisco who is reading at the Writers Place on Sunday. I’d love to show off the KC talent on
Saturday night. J Please bring your jokes, smokes, guitars,
poems, muses, appetite and self!
Sorry if I have a TWISTED sense of humor. This is an obnoxious attempt to get more blog subscribers. Basically just taking a break from writing my novel. Hope it interests you.
Call the roller of big cigars, The muscular one, and bid him whip In kitchen cups concupiscent curds. Let the wenches dawdle in such dress As they are used to wear, and let the boys Bring flowers in last month's newspapers. Let be be finale of seem. The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.
Take from the dresser of deal, Lacking the three glass knobs, that sheet On which she embroidered fantails once And spread it so as to cover her face. If her horny feet protrude, they come To show how cold she is, and dumb. Let the lamp affix its beam. The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.
My literary magazine, The Toronto Quarterly - Issue 2 and 3 are now available at amazon.com. There's some great poetry in each issue along with some cool interviews with up and coming and more established poets. Here is the link:
Hey thanks for being a friend. My good Catholic friend Brian McCarthy has a new show called Panty Droppers. In his show he talks about my two favorite subjects sex and liquor. .
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