The Last Thoughts of Private Peret

what is this where am I dark what’s happening dark where am i silent quiet too quiet unnerving how’d i get here am i dead numb i can’t feel my body i know what bodies are heads shoulders knees and toes knees and toes memory fuzzy but good when did the urinal arrive it was … Continue reading The Last Thoughts of Private Peret →

A Typical Chat

Stop talking to me. I mean it. No, I'm not going to ruin this. Stop, I worked hard on this painting and you know it. Yes, this is the best I can do, and I'm rather content with it. Stop telling me to cut myself, it's not going to happen. Well, this paint could use … Continue reading A Typical Chat →