The Dark Orchestra

She found a program whistling past her feet over the blue rocks and their sharp edges.  Like leashing her dog for a walk, she bent down ...

New gym, different day.  New faces, same understanding.  Broken bodies, with bloody smiles. Hands of torn with eyes of focus.  Shoulders cli...

First time I have written to no music.  First time I have written on a plane.  First time I have actually opened a window to write, usua...

White walls, silver trimming. This super store has everything. White shelves, bright lights, this super store is electrifying. Cream ti...

The gym shook mid clean pull, a sudden un-hook from your hookgrip as the gym itself un-hooked from the earth below.  Shankle posters an...

Rusted blood built up around my neck like dead calluses on a hand of labor and let downs, gripped tight with a heavy hook, pulling on d...

The program,  A note to you, TeamDO. I write these programs for you. Nothing makes me more proud than seeing you take my image, my visi...