americana as seen on i35 to dallas

the roadside beauty of middle of nowhere americana is overlain with walmart blues as a backdrop to the golden arches with billboards for debt relief and saturated fat hammered into dry ground brightly colored intrusions in the long tamed vistas where cowboys once roamed traveling concrete scars through arbuckle mountains trenches carved through stone with […]

the pillows know your name

i seem to sleep in fits of angry silence waking confused to the sounds of fellow transitive states having declared my intentions to a fitful universe that doesn’t want any of my attention i sit staring at the ever encroaching sun losing myself in the shadows it creates every fiber of the uncomfortable pillow has […]