Laius, in Greek Mythology a king of Thebes, the father of Oedipus and husband of Jocasta.

Jocasta, in Greek Mythology a Theban woman, the wife of Laius and mother and later wife of Oedipus.

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.

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THe other night my blind stepmother was making such a disturbing racket
masturbating that I walked in and slapped the dildo right out of her hand—
And when I caught my stepmother fucking some strange fisherman
I knocked her glasses off and since I didn’t know else what to do so
I came in her/… Read full post »

In Pyongyang we kick dead whores when they’re facedown in the gutter after the rain and the parade when the girls wring out their burlap panties when TS Eliot dated twins
Walking them home along lonely London streets
Where Gotlieb got his start as a painter
And Neuroscience was born… Read full post »

When all is destroyed, what remains will be perfect—
White women taste like chicken,
Pot bellied and drunk on cheap wine and gin,
Barefoot, pregnant, hit by a speeding police car,
In a perpetual state of half-sleep,
Joyce and Eliot Pre-code and pornographic
Inventing the dark joy of uni… Read full post »

Everyone knows full well that Jewish women are not beautiful in any way, yet with that in mind, I ask, who is the most beautiful Jewish woman in the world—
The answer comes back resoundingly: there is not one, so we know the book of Esther is a lie, a fairy tale… Read full post »

Free form open verse structure: beauty plus chaos equals infinity, past and future, I don’t hate you because you’re ugly; I hate you because you’re human and so am I unfortunately, wouldn’t we all like to be subatomic particles such as those they can never find and… Read full post »

1. I dream of your skull while your love unfolds,
   Put your shit in a box and mail it to my address—
   I’m dreaming you are an Asian girl with 38DDs,
   She doesn’t need a soul to come with me to the bottom of the earth—
   Your face reminding me of raunchy cartoons I drew/
… Read full post »

 I felt like I was in a box, and the box felt like solid steel. I tore open another bag, cooked it up methodically and shot it into the collapsing vein. I waited for the inevitable feeling, the sunlight behind my eyes. My body walked slowly out of its living grave,… Read full post »

Megan, a prophet walks the hot red sand searching for wild peyote,

The world turning inside out and upside down he doesn’t pretend to know what it’s all about as he waits for the Wall Street demonstrators to do battle with the Tea Party with pitchforks and pepper spray,… Read full post »

Some day we will all travel back in time and seduce our mothers who were odd even Before the Sons of God fell from the golden sky

Looking for something sweet and now we know

Thanks to CGI and CAD, MRI, Forensic history, forensic evolution,

Prenatal… Read full post »

 Murdoch greeted Drake, Sophie and Coulter outside his office and shook the doc’s hand vigorously, inviting them inside. Murdoch was a spry old coot in a turtleneck and thick glasses. He looked over Sophie and licked his lips, offering her a seat. Drake/… Read full post »

Special Agents Reed and Callas had left the city and were on the New Jersey Turnpike when Callas flipped on the radio. It was an all talk station and there was a show in progress. The photographer ‘Flash’ Hobson was being interviewed by the female host, whom seemed engrossed and inquisiti… Read full post »

When the sun came out Kristina was set afire

In her white spider filled dreams of religion,

She set off on a quest and never returned—

Too humbled, white spiders crawling up her arms,

Biting her legs until they bleed fire,

Her crystal… Read full post »

 Pulp fiction has given us some of the best writing of the 20th century: Hammett, Chandler, Spillane, and Lovecraft. Even Tennessee Williams and Faulkner admired the form. Bradbury, Hubbard, Asimov, Dick, etc. are all honored alum of classic newsstand pulp fiction. This is not writ… Read full post »

She was already hot and cool. She had shades on and I was looking her over to see what I could find. I was looking really hard.

 "See something you like?" she said.

 I said, "Sure," and walked over to her. I've got balls like any other/… Read full post »

My name is John Okinawa. I’m a cop. My father was a Jap, so I guess that makes me a son of a bitch. I smoke too much, drink too much and cheat on my wife. My mistress is a junky, I have no friends and my daughter is a whore.… Read full post »

All knowledge comes with time,

For one cannot know in an instant

What has taken great minds years to accrue—

Like a fat girl in fishnets with a cigarette

And a miniskirt blowing in the breeze,

Love doesn’t mean anything—

There’s enough love and ugly people

To go… Read full post »