May 27

diurnal they accosted me ... though unable to be seen known through 5 senses ... I located them with the sixth ... keeping my enemy close I charmed then unlocked their vulnerabilities ... now we can dance




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of the sun

across from the Bellagio

we watched the street performers

and the fountains a script of dances

night mistaken for day

the Cirque De Soleil

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taking leave

the days they made up in the shadow of war

visiting friends in the country drinking wine 

lugged from France. leave lasted about as long 

as an echo of a song. back to marching across

Europe he stepped out of formation once

thinking of her of their favorite dance

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Cover Reveal! - Book 3

Here is the cover for Book #3  in my ongoing series of literary fiction. I anticipate releasing this book in late Spring or early Summer, 2016. Book One is now free!  -- DOWNLOAD GRAND THEFT LIFE --

rotting carcass of an eighties band

If you dance like i dance you dance rarely and when you dance you dance the paint off the walls. Most other times you refuse to dance, not that you're shy or embarrassed or no fun, no, but everyone at the goddam wedding will dance to a conclusion, while you sip your bloody mary and gnaw on a celery stalk. They will bloody feel bad for you, you dance rarely and they won't understand, and better to be misunderstood than to let them force you up on the B-52's or some other rotting carcass of an eighties band, my god.  The only way you might get me up there anymore is if I were in love and I'm not.