Prostate is huge, testosterone nil Can’t please the girls without taking a pill But I’ll fight for my empire with all that I am I’m an Imperial Man Gonna money that bunny till it’s honey all night Go home to the wifey and cuddle contrite Too much ain’t enough for the king that I am I’m an Imperial Man The way Sinatra was cool The way a Gulfstream is fast The way Daddys are cruel …

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What a year 2020 has been and it ain’t even close to being over. There are seven new holes in our back. Seventeen year olds with assault-rifles—who think they’re doing God’s work—patrol our streets, shooting people. While cops watch. While an invisible, untamable virus continues to stalk the boulevards of our blood. Not to mention the tanked economy, the crushing unemployment. Not to mention those grifters with gold cards who have barricaded themselves in the …

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Because all you need to say is three words and mean them. And it may just get you re-elected. Which I pray does not happen. The good news: you don’t read. The better news: these three words are not only obscenities to you, they are buried so deeply in your psyche they’re unreachable. The best news: even if you could find them and somehow manage to Medi-Vac them into your throat and out your mouth, …

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“75 years ago on July 16, 1945 at 5:20 a.m. the United States Army tested the first Atomic Bomb in the desert of Alamogordo, New Mexico…” Seventy-five years ago the building, testing, and dropping of the first Atomic Bomb on Hiroshima, Japan changed our world forever. THE HOUSE AT OTOWI BRIDGE is based on the true story of Edith Warner, a Philadelphia woman who travels west to settle among the San Ildefonso Indians of Northern New …

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Content Warning: Discussion of Sexual Violence That hand is over your mouth — again. That hand and that weight is on you and has you trapped and you’re about to get raped — again. But this time that hand and that weight isn’t just from a drunken frat-boy who wants to get his rocks off. This time that hand and that weight belongs to the President of the United States, to the U.S. Senate and the future of the …

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