And Edges of the Zero Gate

The dismal sky burns the tongues with scorn. Languages. Never savage chaos as it walks the moon beach shore. Coiling in the darkness, it was like remembering our cells of faint shadows and it’s time to go. Any whore will get it. You and I both know.   

Buk

GoingRogue: SexWork: BoyWhores

GoingRogue. We’ve been traveling on my bike town-to-town, and we’ve been busy as all hell. I take Andrew with me because he was once a major whore. He raked it in. But drug dealing is more money. Like I care. As if.  Andrew projects the tone of authenticity. He can…

Gay in the KKK

March thinks no one knows. We all know. We’ve always known. We’re all kinda over March and his Big Secret. When March wants to go get fucked, he heads off to Atlanta in his pickup. March thinks no one in Atlanta knows. They all know. They’re kinda over March as…

Waiting For the Trick to Come

you are hoping he washes his ass in the shower because you are painfully aware that he’s going to demand that you eat it/ waiting, always waiting/ it makes no sense because they’re all on the clock anyway/ making you wait is going to cost them, but you’ve never been…

Dead Whores

Stop asking me what photography means. The dead ones and the ones who are still alive. They do not become indignant or outraged if I call them whores. It is what they call themselves. Only normals get their hackles up. Stop asking me who the normals are. Normals are beneath…