Friday, July 31, 2026

YOU HAVE BEEN REPORTED

 
"She's a hateful vengeful tarot card shuffling incense burning Satan loving witch," Cousin One said on her way to the nail salon. Paris beckons! So many photo ops for Instagram! Family reunion at Cracker Barrel tonight! Y'all be there! LOL!
 
Another gender reveal cupcake party. Get excited. Another baby shower. Get excited. Another wedding. Get excited. Black Friday at Target. Frozen margaritas with the girls in Las Vegas. Taylor Swift concert. Paul McCartney is still singing "Love Me Do"! Here's proof!
 
Splurge on a Versace handbag, bitch. Four thousand dollars never felt so GOOD. Jesus wants us to have the very best! Designer cowboy boots. Designer sofa. McMansion on the safe side of Dallas. See how good we look at Facebook? Jesus doesn't want you to be jealous. Jesus wants you to praise your neighbor for having a better house a better car a better family a better life. We pray the wildfires and tornadoes and floods away! We are FAVORED!
 
Google the outcast. Google the bitch who colors outside the lines. Google the bitch who chooses SELF over prescribed deity. Google the bitch who never found the prize easter egg in moo cow pasture.
 
53 years in the proudest reddest state. 53 years of judgment, gossip, JESUS SAVES JESUS SAVES, junk food, fast food, BULLSHIT RODEO, garage sales, asthma attacks, men drinking cheap beer swinging leather belts because Daddy Knows Best, women scribbling mindless sermons in Hallmark cards because Jesus Forgives Us All, another Baptist preacher droning on about abortion/guns/obeying the parents, respecting the elected leader who has raped women and children, filling houses with ceramic angels and various guns because that is what will save us from terrorists, rapists, pedophiles, immigrants, AI, witches, Satanists, poets, terrible weather.
 
 
 
 
 

 

Wednesday, July 29, 2026

MASTERED THE UNIVERSE

 
I put my sophomore effort together yesterday and when I woke up this morning David told me he put it up on Bandcamp. Happy fucking Full Moon in Aquarius! What the fuck are laurels and why would I rest on them? I don't get out much and I don't feel like sitting around working jigsaw puzzles, spying on random fuckerbutts, watching the latest trash on whatever. I don't have any pets. I don't have a monster truck or a golf cart. I spent 53 years of my life in the United States and have burned every bridge but one. So this is how I spend my time, creating noise and art and books like my ass is on fire. It kind of is. 

 

Saturday, July 25, 2026

SUPER CHERRY EXTRA xxx $9 xxx

 
Today I awoke from a weird dream that included Tommy Lee and Courtney Love to thrilling news from my best friend/lover/future & forever husband, David (Aries sun Gemini moon Capricorn rising Mars in Aquarius Mercury & Venus in Pisces). "Super Cherry Extra," my debut album, is available for $9 at Bandcamp. I made cassettes last year and tried to sell them at a poetry event in Toledo with less than optimal results. But that was Scorpio season. Never try to sell cassettes during Scorpio season. No, the way to go is selling your debut album in Leo season (the moon is in Sagittarius and Mercury is direct in Cancer) as a digital download. I already have enough material for three or four more albums but I'm thinking about going into an actual studio for the next album because damn it, I'm a rock star now. We will celebrate, David and I, by walking to our favorite grocery store on the south end of the island and buying cans of peas. 
 
Happy Sabado, goddamn it. Saturday is sponsored by Saturn, my favorite planet. It is well with my soul.