J.D. St. Anthony
You don’t have to explain. I can go so far with you (like this). Until the wheels fall off, until the last drop. Can’t sleep sense off. Conversation of the deepest. Last straw-draw a light for...
View ArticleThe Death of Ruby Red
I cut her deep, was a small feat Her pink shown light orange mingled red flesh I peeled her skin exposed her meat Her, beautiful orb-cracked, torn, limp, was dead Her innards spray juice-sluiced,...
View Article
More Pages to Explore .....