I love people screaming at the top of their lungs

I’m standing on top of an old war bunker in Port Townsend where local soldiers used to guard entry into the Puget Sound. It’s abandoned, and nowadays only plays host to my friends’ graffiti. They live down the road and bike up here with paint when they get restless. The waters, down below, are frigid [...]

“Because hate is legislated… written into the primer and the testament, shot into our blood and brain like vaccine or vitamins Because our day is of time, of hours – and the clock-hand turns, closes the circle upon us: and black timeless night sucks us in like quicksand, receives us totally – without a raincheck [...]