Let kneecaps go jelly, let collarbones go rot Slice the hand’s sinews because that’s all you’ve got Blood and snot and tears and piss and puke and come Maybe therein is the answer to what you have ...

I’m thinking things through: through the eye of a needle, through a glass darkly, and through thick and thin. It’s mostly through thick, to be honest: thick as two short planks and, naturally, thick ...

To settle for both the physical and mental mass produced mediocrity of the status quo and the herd like attraction to the ‘trending’ feature of the moment, is soul suicide. If people could only stop ...