armshenrieta

I awake to the scent of incense burning. I sprawl my body against the sheets as my eyes come into focus. My butt cheeks slide against the sheets like a child thickly applying glue stick to an art collage. My vision is slightly hazy. The remains of a joint slowly simmer on a bedside table […]

yellowbrickroad

At age 7.5 I knew exactly what I wanted to be, career wise. Well not quite, but I was laying the foundations for the fantasy that would become my illusive dream vocation. The blueprint for my dream career began to be inked when I would play with the members of Little Men Village and write […]