I studied creative writing at the University of Iowa back in the 20th century. I write poetry, flash, short stories, and am working on my third first novel. I hope to one day become an overnight sensation, preferably while sleeping.
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She was half angel, half angel dust, with eyes like coal mines that could cave in any time. Wore my dirty tee shirts straight off the floor. Wrote i love the fuck out of you in purple lipstick on the cracked bathroom mirror; keyed when it all hurts, nothing hurts on the...
I go down and take a long drink, splash my face, and fill the bucket with water. I look up toward the road. The sun rips through the tree branches.
