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“Heart-Headed,” “Harvesting Yesterday’s Madness,” “Dissolution,” and Other Paintings
Heart-Headed Harvesting Yesterday's Madness Dissolution Hunger The Fire Inside Living with All That Goya Feared to Paint
Fetish
He breathed a heavy sigh that signified that he was done. He looked like a spent force. My husband, Chris Cleary: a man of little stamina. Well, that…
Empty Coffins
“Of course, tales of nastiness and murder are always handed down with slavering delight from generation to generation…” --- Stephen King, Salem’s……
“If I Were a Surprise,” “Hot Air Balloon,” “Homeward Bound,” and “Hammered”
If I Were a Surprise If I were a surprise, I would be the one that brought the tears to Emily's eyes. Her mom hustled her into the car with nary a…
Letters from a Heartbroken Pervert: What Makes Mike Adriano Great?
Yes, porn is personal; infinitely subjective. Yet there are still masters of the craft. Music is personal, but there are still masters. Ditto…
“The Muse Has Been Hanging Around,” “Thy Galaxy is Buried Beneath Me,” “Engulf Thyself,” and Other Paintings
The Muse Has Been Hanging Around Thy Galaxy is Buried Beneath Me Engulf Thyself Statue of Libertine Apocalips
The Crowman
Feathering, or tarring and feathering, is a term that few people are familiar with due to its relative obscurity within lynch punishments. In brief,…
Frank and Liz
Frank sat near the top row of the covered grandstand, stroking his stubbly, gray goatee as he checked the odds on the tote board. He lit up a…
Moths
I slept in the attic upstairs. Well, not upstairs; up a ladder. There were six children in our house and so the attic was converted into a room so…
Hostess Cherry Pies
I was in and out of Philly kicking around Alcoholics Anonymous meetings. One guy I always saw had alopecia. He talked about holidays, missing booze…
