Muse

The Muse sang lyrics and lines. Her lyrics, her lines passed over me in sacrifice. Her purple painted polished nails gripped my throat Her serrated tongue lacerating my chest open, tearing red sinews and scarlet sins from my guileful flesh. She pursued me in the silence of a car the Muse sought. She held her…

Farmer’s Market No. 1

Texas sun shines and, the black walnut trees shade the plaza where microcosms eat and shop in leisure My sun-bleached hat covers my brow, traveled north and south, west and east, absorbs the Texas sun in bands of sweat. Hands hold each other crossing the street, clasping palms to melodies of latin beats. Try this….

Omaha, Nebraska

Hey!! It was alright. Long. How was your day? That’s hilarious!! Oh yeah, that’s a picture of my family. These are my books. Oh yeah, what’s up? No, it’s okay. I can talk about it. It’s only going to help. 6 years. Yeah. No you can ask. It was hard. It’s still hard. I guess,…

Bent and Frank: Sports Partem 1

This week we talk about sports’ impact on us as previous athletes and now studying at the golden football capital of the world. Just so you know, we are students.

Golden Dome Series: Adventures and Being Home sick

I was recently chastized for not calling home frequently, which is true. It was over the phone with my oldest brother. I had to hang up on him because of some social thing that I planned on that night. To be honest it was most likely a movie, probably a crappy one too. My brother…

Random Thoughts: Relationships and the Divine Comedy

The other day, not to mention any names, a close friend of mine was expressing the hurt when a cheating-ex texted her. What was maybe at the core of the pain, she thought, was that while she has been emotionally mauled by the experience, her ‘ex’ continues his frat parties in debauchery without a second…