lady parts and my chapstick addiction

Puff Puff isn’t just an offensive play written specifically for the illustrious Festival of the Offensive. The play delves into the schizoid nature of contemporary values, values that are based on ever shifting ideologies, emotional vagaries, and principals that have the shelf-life of un-organic milk. Contemporary Western thought is fractured. Science thinks its battle is […]

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the first time

It was the first time I felt naked on stage. Really exposed, vulnerable, out of control, careening, falling even, into my self, out into the street, cars bearing down on me, stuck in the brights like that perennial deer. The play was about some kids and their families; messed up kids, messed up families. The […]

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Sometimes I will fail you.

Sometimes I will fail you. Like this morning. Let’s face it, this was a shitty morning. You didn’t want to go to school, I didn’t want to go to work. I gave you a peach smoothie for breakfast but you only like berry. There wasn’t time to finish your satellite dish, or the lunar lander […]

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