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open the gate

this piece was a big inspiration for my new horror novel next year called EARTH FILLED WITH BLOOD (Gallery, June 2027) but replace the American gentry with Canadian car dealers and the families that own every newspaper in the province of New Brunswick.

you sleep in a bed in a house, brother, you are not a stoic

someone teach these subway announcers how to hold a fucking mic

headed to the movies primarily to experience a new Pino Donaggio score. know what you are about.

"I just see red" tough guys dying at an alarming rate when placed in a room full of mirrors.

I WILL NEVER TURN ON A PUSH NOTIFICATION OH MY GOD

in honour of my novel's edits being accepted and the book heading to copyedit /production, here is my tattoo of a coyote smoking a cigarette butt it found on the highway shoulder.

wife out here naming new Bill Callahan albums.

manifesting

learned all my best cussing in childhood from a terrifying girl named Agnes on my bus who was eight years older than me and basically a demonic Nancy.

gym dads reporting ego lifter who required paramedics on a Sunday afternoon. he is alive but we should not be squatting 6 plates a side for a two inch squat at the commercial gym, brother.

explaining to my nephews that I need them to break the liquor barrel before I can cast Fireball.

third circle of hell is a restaurant called PROVISIONS

every millennial will eventually attend a LCD Soundsystem themed funeral

cutting the grass and listening to people talk shit about the German princes.

raccoon fiction

"What is the point of the head still eating if no longer attached to the body?" is where we want to be in the editorial notes tonight.

the great Toronto experiment to see how much they can charge you for fries

selecting a story based on its "message" is the first mistake.