• The Child 

    Child of sorrow  Sorrow is back again  Again, she hides  hides under the bed  Bed she had made  Made of tears  Tears of pity   Pity, thought she was gone  Gone from my sight  Sight of her quaking  Quaking in fear  Fear has gotten hold  Hold on child  Child of mine. 

  • insomnia   

    I see you in those early hours.   Been Asleep—for a little while   Knowing your face,   seeing nothing.   As I chase your runaway cadaver   Through fields of broken glass.  Your shapeless sunken eyes   Sadden me.  Mausoleum door is closed,  Yet We seem so alive.   Running from memories,  Let me rest for a moment.  Breathing in sweet orange gases   You are numb,  …

  • Escape Artist

     Seen my escapes, per                                        chance?        My per               formances occur ritually.  Every few years, per                                        haps you read about it in per  renial issues of Famous Magical Acts?   Don’t take it per                 sonally.  I am just a fucked up per                                                                            son.        I am not easily per               suaded. My record has been per                                                                                                        fect, so far. …

  • Tripping in the Dark 

    The dark triad in psychology refers to the (considered negative) traits of Machiavellianism, psychopathy, and narcissism. Skillful writing has a bit of narcissism and a tiny amount of Machiavellianism, not psychopathy. I was reading Barthe’s Death of the Author while considering Nietzsche’s theory on lying when I wrote Death of Strauss.  The struggle of an author to release a piece of work into…

  • Trolls: Interest 

    Trolls are everywhere. We are inundated with serious trolling daily. The concept of the troll began long ago, but we were unaware of what it was until the advent of video games then we began to understand the awesomeness and aggravation that trolling has become in the modern world. In any video game widely distributed, the troll takes on the…

  • Style: The Way of The Rat 

                          He wakes at the precise moment every day fearful of breaking routine. Puts the right sock on first, and his right leg through his underwear, and then proceeds on the left side in the same methodical manner for all his thirty plus years on earth. “Disaster most assuredly follows the…

  • I am the dog that hides 

    kicked dog, abusive relationships,

  • Lisa-Mckee.com

    I am a working-class citizen who writes.