Sigh. To edit or not to edit. No thought is safe. Every sentence will get rehashed, restructured, reimagined. This post has already been reworked twice and will most likely be stripped at least ten more times. And I haven’t even said anything yet. After posting, I’ll probably regret some part of this (like the way […]

Some of us are exclamation points! Some are question marks? I think I’m more like three dots…

Never underestimate the poet with a pottymouth. Yards of smooth silk shredded by stabs of crude wit.