The engine roars then fires a cannon blast. It shakes and shudders like a wagon on a washboard road, rattling brains, teeth, and all notions of order and propriety before melting into abject silence.
Exasperation
A wee spot of Anglophobia
I fall from the rideshare car at ABIA; methinks it was a Lyft - fucking hate Uber - well, I hate Lyft, too,
Exalted Slave Master
I can’t get to gate 26. I can barely get within eyeshot. It’s jammed with droves of snot-faced disney hooligans and their shit-faced parents
Painful Memories are Long; The Joyful are Fleeting
Recollections of Derry/Londonderry on the Eve of All Hallows Eve / Dhoire oíche roimh Samhain // gathered quickly before they slip away
An Old Straight White Guy Travels 2,800 Miles to Worship Two Lesbians
This is Version 1.0 of the new essay/audio/slideshow project I've been working on. What's this new project about? Well, I think the title speaks for itself. I'm currently referring to its style as "hallucinatory travelogue". I guess that's a warning to readers/listeners that this isn't a conventional essay, blog post, whatever. I may be adding... Continue Reading →
Mas Tortas Para los Trabajadores 