drought
i think that there are less writers less creators less poets less imaginaries, than ever before. synthetic serotonin changing our brains making us happier or at least docile. in decades… Continue reading
i think that there are less writers less creators less poets less imaginaries, than ever before. synthetic serotonin changing our brains making us happier or at least docile. in decades… Continue reading
they say the grass is always greener on the other side. but beneath that grass the things you don’t see dirt, rot, bugs, worms, death, shit, decomposition, bones, old family… Continue reading
your hips feel so good against me it’s as if they were made to fit my hands places formed perfectly for my fingers to rest the steep slope down to… Continue reading
I talk some shit, read a poem called Paris and play River of Lost Souls from 2016 tour in Minneapolis, MN Let me know what you think. http://www.ihatemattwall.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/02/ihatemattwalle1.mp3Podcast: Play in… Continue reading
Tony came home. He got out of the car and opened the large wooden gate that he found for free online that someone was throwing away. It hung badly but… Continue reading