I am a writer (many forms), musician, image creator, cook, activist, illegal tutor, and smartass.

I am curious, ALIVE, odd, and determined. I love conversation, knowledge, cigarettes, controversy, literature, music, new places, and interesting people.

The mind is the sexiest organ.

I have three tattoos and two piercings.

I'm pansexual and androgynous. I strive for integral humanism and detest bigotry. I'm complicated but I'm worth knowing.

I disappeared after high school, plunged into the grit of America, and spent my college years studying independently, working, and surviving against all odds. I have seven major works now (and this page might be terrible PR so I'll probably delete it soon). Hunter Thompson: "When the going gets weird the weird get professional."

I am now digging my way out of Indiana for the second time. And I'm correcting culture in the process.

Many things. Ask.

My hair. It gives me away every time.

Some authors I like:

Amiri Baraka, Aldous Huxley, Jack Kerouac, Friedrich Nietzsche, Hunter S. Thompson, the Marquis de Sade, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Sylvia Plath, Huey Newton, Richard Wright, Patti Smith, aspects of Celine, Charles Baudelaire, Dany Laferriere, Charles Bukowski, Allen Ginsberg, Arthur Rimbaud, William Burroughs.

Some musicians:

Bad Brains, Patti Smith, Jim Carroll (as well as his writing), The Smashing Pumpkins, Bob Dylan, John Zorn, Tom Waits, Madonna, Sun Ra, Son House, Joy Division, RATM, Miles Davis, David Bowie, The Vaselines.

Some movies:

Eraserhead, Gummo, Salo, Stranger than Paradise, Spider, The Man Who Fell to Earth, Quills, God Bless America.

Aside from biological necessities I don't know if there's something I can't go without. (And I have lacked these necessities - food, shelter, etc. - at certain times too.) I manage to push myself to extreme limits.

More things than this space allows for.

Surviving hysterical brides and shitstorms.

Raiding fame.

Calculating doom.

Loaning cigarettes to prissy bankers in slinky alleys.

Dancing in a carnival of polemics.

Then I go to work.

I bought the ticket. I took the ride.

Also: I have a sharp tongue. But I know how to flatten it.

You get it.

You have something worthwhile to say. Really tired of oversexed drones and lethargic wannabes.

You want to SHARE something ... An experience or a thought.

You understand "lol" isn't a sufficient response.