I paint us sitting face-to-face in a studio, cards with questions placed on the table between us, cameras rolling to capture as much honesty as we can muster up. “What is one thing you wish you could tell me that you’re afraid to,” you ask upon reading the first card. My hesitant response? “I am […]Read more "– short story # 2: the and –"
I view the enemy in those I’ve yet to meet. I see the weaponry in each dichotomy. Could be a black hat, scarred face, or fakest smile from ear to ear. So I hold fast, hold tight, hold on, and keep my shift in gear. Judge as wisely as my mind can. Be bold, be […]Read more "– villains everywhere (heroes too) –"
This engine was created for more than just display, more than just idle placement in the vehicle. It will be distressed, but it will roar louder than before. D.J. WhisenantRead more "– no stopping –"
Take me to detox… drag me if you need to. Pray to kill the pain… Spirit, won’t you pull me through? What a scam, what a scam, what a sham it’s all been – “hungover” in my dirty bed… holed up in my dirty room… hellish in my dirty head. D.J. WhisenantRead more "– hell of a drug –"
Met KP today… hipster, hugger, laugher, lover. Close in likeness to a Rolling Stone, calling all the earth his home. Keeps his credit card strong; glamorous life above all else… what kind of loop is he on? What narrative does he write himself? He gave me just a little peek, just a small window for […]Read more "– glimpse –"
I won’t let your voice get lost … what- ever tone and shape it takes, I’ll hear each breaking sound. If it all torpedoes down, when it all torpedoes down, find shelter in my ear drum; your words will be found. D.J. WhisenantRead more "– lend my ear –"
Two feet stand too deep in the most foul fecal matter. One mind without sleep, ping pong with before and after – quiet this graveyard chatter, at dawn we’ll find some laughter, and once again, we can stand. Two hands are shaking with the most violent emotion. One land is quaking, ping pong with every […]Read more "– stand above –"