“Either elaborate or eliminate.”

““I’m really into Kierkegaard shit right now.””

Do some cry-crunches.

Collage is an adventure – and a puzzle, and a drug…

Guess who's coming to dinner.

“you drop a lit match into the dry sea of stalks.”

Absent babes on emotional lockdown.

...sometimes forming a sublime, pleasurable order.

“I wish to take off some asshole masks, if I can”

Unwelcome gentleman caller.

“He told me he was going to publish “this fucker.””

“For your garden, I will find you hot corner petals”

My DivaCup really smells like a corpse this month.

The stars surround us as we sail on through our kaleidoscopic world…

I found myself screaming, “This is soooo Metal!!!”

The heart is a tentacled creature.

A Pentecostal church has nothing on a public humiliation shoot for Kink.

“the yarn bomb keeps going off, whole buildings are radically softened”

Heads hang like drapery.