A new photograph:
"Love Amongst the Hardwoods"
A new figure drawing and story:
"An Alternate History; That Night Vera Came Back From the Beach"
I'm not talking about what you oughtta believe - so don't go thinking that - but there are things you don't know. There aren't that many people who know the Vera that I know. So just keep in mind that there are always (at least) two different histories - the one that's revealed in photographs, and the one that's true. And yeah, I was the one sitting on her porch that night.
A new journal entry:
Another new figure drawing and story:
"This Fine Chrysler Revisted (Jane in Paducah)"
We sleep at roadside motels you and me do. We roll on through this western Kentucky in a baby-puke-green convertible chrysler my old man gave me for graduation. But when you kiss me like that it makes this smell build up in my nose - this scary smell like those first really cold days of fall when you can tell it's not kidding. I got on a peach negligee over my favorite lacy black tights and you and me we're drinking George Dickel out of the bottle into our mouths and right down into our upset little stomachs.
Another journal entry:
Because apparently there are blinged-out cats walkin' around with poopin' two-headed dogs.
Eleven Appreciations from June
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