Confrontational “Style”
My brain makes uneasy the things my eyes allow in I think my agenda is my own but my existenceis
Poem on the Business of Life
I marvel at the big players on the television screen and the screen that makes the players bigI vicariously feel
#38 The Confessor of Littlefield: Farewell
Author’s note: this is the concluding installment of the serial novel, The Confessor of Littlefield. The story will be reset
Half Way Home
Santa Claus is coming to see me and I’m only half way home…Gary. Gary!What, dammit!“?”Uh, sorry. What are you doing
Misreadings
Context. Inner dialogue. Individual narrative. The private hell. This brain map A Being becoming. A person in his mid fiftieshaving
Normal People
Why can’t you write about normal people; why does have everything have to be crazy with you? I don’t write
Number Two
“Ready to go?” Bork barks as he opens the back door. I am finishing a peanut butter and jelly sandwich
Message from a Dead Mother
The Soul In Need and the Giver RJHoffman I wouldn’t want to take anything that makes you happy and it’s
Horror Art
My illustrations like this one reflect my love of the horror genre. The Night Stalker, The X-Files, and Millennium were
Candy Corona
Candy Corona clenches her gut and clamps her lips as a droplet of saliva, caught between a breath and a
