Shoots and Vines

Dawn I watched the building opposite the hotel Fill with sun making bright eyes of its bare windows The palms of my hand On the eerie pane ...

Shoots and Vines first print zine will be available in January. Eighteen pages of black and white art, prose, poetry, and flash fiction. Thi...

Take cover for I am on the prowl again. Dredging through past gardens of placidity, seeking out any chink of light which could pierce the ar...

i know this guy all his life he killed cats the first time he was eight years old he dropped a litter of kittens into a half filled bucket ...

With a bottle of pink hearts gripped firmly in my right hand, quivering, like I was jerking off and…I suppose I really am after all. There m...

She thought about the way water shapes stone. Face it, stones take a battering over time. She wanted to put the stone on his tongue, but in...