Arrogance makes your words
sound of howling dogs.

They fall from your mouth, in
lifeless idioms you call poetry.

My kids have been wondering where all the Christmas presents are. I haven’t really been hiding them, exactly, but they expect them to be in some really clever place, so they haven’t stumbled across them yet. I wrapped everything in the guest room down in the basement, then put all the wrapped presents into some boxes in the same room–all fully visible.

It’s a tough world out there for artists who are just starting out; producers are always ready to take advantage of young artists and try to cheat them out of pay, or force them to work in unsafe conditions, and it can be very difficult to speak up for yourself when you feel you’ve been wronged. 

New issue coming December 20th, 2020

This is a special kind of magic. Also, I can’t decide how creepy this actually is. Are these just random pieces of underwear that he has in his pocket, or did he steal them from someone (or several someones)? Or are his pockets linked up to some sort of portal that exits into someone’s underwear drawer?