I was twenty-eight years old when I first met Janie. I was a writer living in San Francisco scratching out a living writing ad copy and freelancing for various independent pseudo political publications which were, by and large, not very good. Like most writers, I also had a day job to pay the real billsContinue reading “Janie Lucille Paradise-A Novel (Excerpt) Chapter One”
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Memoir of a New Orleans Stripper
I bloodied my hands while I scrubbed Jackson Square. Was stripped of my skin in Metairie somewhere. Turned in my liver to a guy with a glass Traded my cha-cha for one with no class. Was walking St. Charles, taking the air When the streetcar swung by and stripped off my hair. My guts went to church and somehow gotContinue reading “Memoir of a New Orleans Stripper”
Coming of Age in the City of Angels
Once I cried but now I don’t. Once I hurt But now I won’t. Time I gave But now I take. Once I loved but now I hate. I told them no They call me bad. I told them yes They call me mad. Built a wall of stars So full of shame To keepContinue reading “Coming of Age in the City of Angels”