My short fiction, poetry, and prose book is on the Kindle
Hey everyone,
My collection of short fiction, prose, and poetry is now available on the Amazon Kindle. Buy Taurus the Great today!!
Here's a link to the US copy http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0065SEDIG but it's available wherever the Kindle operates.
You're all I ever wanted and more, live on coffee and flowers
I didn't get past "penetrated by a nudity," that doesn't make any sense.
"after feeling under the weather a few days one time I went to check my symptoms online. web MD informed me I had Scarlet Fever." -Cam Cam
"I think I got hit on too. An 80-year-old woman said my glasses are very attractive. I told her that hers were pretty nice too.". -Steve
"Bloke came home from work and I'm still in my nightie. I call that a successful day off." --Sarah
no?
You're all I ever wanted and more, live on coffee and flowers
Thanks Alecia!!!! Super-much appreciated.
Glad you liked that excerpt. How do you feel about the rest of it?
You're all I ever wanted and more, live on coffee and flowers
So far my favorite pieces are Dreemworld and How I Socialize, but I'm not finished reading everything just yet.
What are your other publications like? I really like your style of writing (seriously...beautiful use of words), and I'd be interested in reading more. Are they novels, or collections more like this one?
Also, I liked the dedication in the beginning...makes me anxious to get to The Decider.
Thank you! Happy to know you're enjoying it.
They're all poems, the other ones, from years ago (2002-2004), and they're paperbacks. Be willing to send you one to check out and have if you like it (for free). Already people are encouraging a second book, which is possible, my wealth of material has gotten massive over the years.
You're all I ever wanted and more, live on coffee and flowers
Sorry, but you can't be penetrated by a nudity.
"after feeling under the weather a few days one time I went to check my symptoms online. web MD informed me I had Scarlet Fever." -Cam Cam
"I think I got hit on too. An 80-year-old woman said my glasses are very attractive. I told her that hers were pretty nice too.". -Steve
"Bloke came home from work and I'm still in my nightie. I call that a successful day off." --Sarah
I call my penis 'nudity'.
Your argument is invalid.
Well shit.
"after feeling under the weather a few days one time I went to check my symptoms online. web MD informed me I had Scarlet Fever." -Cam Cam
"I think I got hit on too. An 80-year-old woman said my glasses are very attractive. I told her that hers were pretty nice too.". -Steve
"Bloke came home from work and I'm still in my nightie. I call that a successful day off." --Sarah
My way of describing a type of vulnerability.
You're all I ever wanted and more, live on coffee and flowers




Here's an excerpt:
Masks the Greater
You weep in dark alleys penetrated by a nudity from having taken off your masks and gas mask, where your secret citadel collapses under fires besieging a beautiful city, laying to waste the analogy of hero and villain by engulfing every bridge in flames, and sinking ships before they could launch, you curl into the most cowardly position, leaning against the baby blue brick of your innermost circle you hide away in the fetal position within the weakest station, while the rest of your world burns. You cover faces that were never truly yours with starved skeletal arms, weapons unable to damage an infant, let alone the armies of debauchery and sinful machinations. You wave frantically for everything and everyone to just leave you be, but your shadow alone shows you live at all, since now you must live in the shade to be seen, and your bed will be made wherever there’s a scene, though all your imaginings are obscene collections of forgotten pasts best left in ancient times where no crimes existed but to reject existence with non-experience, a science that swallowed cities whole. Your entire world has been reduced to violence and brought down by war over the loss of the greatest science unadulterated innocence. You weep in dark alleys beside blocks carved to look like jackal lanterns under the greenest sky… in an Age of Information, whatever happened to you will remain unknown, you will remain unseen and unknown and unheard of… all that will be left of you will be your exactitude and the attitude that followed through.
You're all I ever wanted and more, live on coffee and flowers