Spread the peace. Spread the lies. Spread his mouth. Spread laughter. Spread life. Spread his arms. Spread the wealth. Spread the hate. Spread his fingers. Spread eagle. Spread death. Spread his feet. Spread the joy. Spread the news. Spread his toes. Spread love. Spread sadness. Spread his hips. Spread the butter. Spread the cure. Spread …
Author: Adrian X. Tristan
Blue Suns
It’s the way he looks at me really -- We are not together. We arrive separately. We know each other’s names. We are surrounded by mutual friends. It’s the way he stops -- to look at me really -- Constant rounds of drinks are being cycled through the crowd. The chatter. The banter. The sudden …
The Morning I Understood You Moved Away
There are flowers in the window where no flowers used to be. It doesn’t make it any better, it just means it isn’t thee. Their blinds are always open showing art of unfamiliar hues. It doesn’t make it any better, it just means it isn’t you.
Tea Light
Little flame, Little flame, What do you believe? With only hours to live, Are you trapped, Or are you free?
The Cult: Story 1
The Stranger pushed the chipping black painted door wide open blasting mid-afternoon sun into the windowless biker bar causing everyone inside to momentarily suffer from cataracts of sunlight. Some only vaguely saw a shadow breaking through the rays of blinding light. But eventually, everyone’s eyes adjusted to the shock to now see a handsome, maybe …
Letters from the Latrine 