The equestrian creature of our dreams is the national animal of the Celtic country. For more than 600 years. What? Innocence and Purity and Chivalry and Masculinity are called out by the Scots. As all the cultural reasons. For the mythical creature. To crash down onto Scotland’s coat of arms. Single-horned creature of magic. Transformed into a beast of hero-worship for a kilt-wearing, sword-wielding, blood-thirsty Braveheart.
Remembering Edward Hopper
The signal tower with crumbling plaster Bereft of signals, no need to switch, now a broken toy, Or the empty house where the couple, nameless, Everyone knew, lived forever. What remains?
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Dear High Badass,
Whether They Be – Novel Excerpt
Inside the Coliseum in Lincoln, a dozen National Guardsmen stood grasping long guns, a pair of men at each entry, the rest rimming the basketball court. A German shepherd, triangle ears rigid, flanked the officer in center court, its short leather leash wrapped tightly around the man’s fist. Sitting courtside to keep an eye on the varsity cheerleaders she coached, Grace Rowley could not decide whether the dog was there to protect or attack.
On Solitude; Secret; If I Die Today It’s Not My Intention; Taking the Body Apart and Putting It Together; Under the Tent
When I look in the mirror I’m looking for someone who looks like me
Light and Other Forms of Fire; Clock Faced; Daffodils of autumn; Untethered pages from the hymn of the damned; Self-embodiment of sorrow
Daffodils of autumn
Do you know why the stars never fail the night when it’s young and early? We’ve lost more time drawing ourselves into a tomorrow we aren’t in.
