prose and poems by F.D. Marcél on a tuesday, into wednesday And, for a time, everything around me is broken down and muted. Unpredictable in its length, all I can do is keep at my pack of smokes, wait it out, start the record over, smoke down to my last cigarette. Neighbor Pike, unfeeling psychopath, [...]

poetry and prose by F.D. Marcél captured Caught like a wild dog & forcefed what’s good for me & if I wrote you an S.O.S. in the middle of the night would you feel it in yr veins like morse code pounded by a weaker heart I’m waiting locked-down for you to save me from [...]