Sh*t I Missed | Singer-Songwriter/Producer Gwen Bunn, “The Verdict,”

Classic, addictive, real, transcending, non-conforming, bold, brave and unapologetic, fierce and persistent, “Turn the Lights Out” reminds me of what pure love feels like. Like: the feeling of when you see your parents dance together for the first time, barefoot and young minded in the carpeted living room, curtains tied back and windows cracked to let the fresh summer evening breeze swim inside your home to wash over the surface of hot and sticky skin perspiring from Memorial Day heatwave, record player spinning a 12″ original pressed “Outstanding” vinyl, your father getting carried away from his signature 2-step your mother would tell you in stories in childhood that made her knees weak, and forget to lower the heat on the BBQ grill, leading everyone to gut-rippling laughter, knowing good and well nothing so small could impact the connection shared anywhere prior to this moment. Not convinced yet? Take a listen for yourself.

240 Oz

I will never forget the day you told me that I reminded you of a sunset on the dawn of salvation, Climbing and scaling the multiverse, carving out oceans on moons and black beaches on coasts that didn’t exist yet, “Who are you??”, I would laugh in mild satisfaction and wonder, as we held hands,…

Sex With The Sun

Last night I had sex with the sun My bare skin began to feel hot and electric Like slow currents of fire running through my body at negative miles per hour Soaking in all of the sky’s haze, Keeping me sleepy for days White heat criss crossing across my shoulder blades Grabbing and yanking me…

NGGR

By the law of metaphysics, things that are created generally cannot be destroyed. Matter, what is all and what can be, cannot be either created nor destroyed. In fact, within the same vein, these are also the laws of language, the meanings we weave and embed within the created nuances of powers they contain. Nigger….