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August 21, 2018

A Moonlit Kiss in The West End

I remember you, six foot something sunset, who ran away from the circus. Waiting in a Chinatown alley, to entice me to the dark, with candy clouds. Your name melted on my tongue, sensual, sugary syllables, dancing down my throat, and back out. I spelled it out in sighs, drinking in the sights.…

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August 17, 2018

Abuela’s Ashes

They sense you, you know, your songs spill to the streets. They hear you, in the line outside, discussing a new centrist party, that will definitely work out, and an article you read, in Lenny, about why ironic, hipster racism, is actually the best weapon against the far right, or something. They are hunting you,…

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July 8, 2018

New Video: Love Is Love

Enter The Poetry Competition here Order “Kissing Boys, Just For The Thrill” here Order “Stormy Weather” here Order “Last Of The Greenwich Glamour Girls” here Order “The Things We Did Last Summer” here Order “Home Wrecker” here Listen to”Past Preston” here Listen to “2AM” here RECENT FREE CREATIVE WRITING COLLECTIONS What Ever Happened To Baby…

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June 26, 2018

Parma Violet Prince

Opium, under my skin, soaked into my soul, slightly sweet, supernaturally seductive. My parma violet prince, on the air, my mind, my lips, nestled in my neediest nights, when I creep down the stair case, sniffing and sighing, like a mad woman. You are my affliction, addiction, obsession, conviction. I am handcuffed to heaven,…

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May 8, 2018

Home, At Last

Nothing changed, except me, the very last of those girls, who skipped, so drunk, down the royal roads, to imagine our lives could be whatever we dreamed of. Now the girls are gone, they are fine, I imagine. We send digital hearts, online, to say, “Hey, I’m not dead. Glad you aren’t either.” I have…

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A Moonlit Kiss in The West End

Abuela’s Ashes

New Video: Love Is Love

Parma Violet Prince

Home, At Last