Steel door.
Rusty metal.
High voltage.
2016
Like fire streaming
across the sky,
morning light
illuminates the atmosphere.
2015
Even in the sticks,
reasons exists to prepare
for the worst.
2014
A family portrait, cast in shadow. Jupiter Juice (my rotty), me in the center, and India (my pit-weiler) on the right. India is the biological daughter of Jupiter. When I brought her home at a few weeks old, she sniffed the carpet, her tail began to wag a million miles an hour, and the two played as if they had never been apart. She knew instantly she was home and he knew she was his little girl. To be honest, she bullies him a bit more than I like but everyday I thank the universe for them.
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