I really need to apologize to my readers, friends and family. I am truly embarrassed and saddened about the new Amateur Sex Tape that is slowly being released across these great internets. I’m ruined. It all started so simply.
You can check out Kate Crash, the most entertaining thing on the planet, by clicking here! I am l.a. I am the streets I am The orange [setting] sun And the dark crystal nights I am The watts towers, the billy club The dream and the hunger AND the fight I am the lady shouting […]
You can also read Kate Crash here. She’s sitting on the couch back from the Midwest trapHer hair is cropped short, even when she smiles she’s sad. It’s been years we say, “accepting age is hard” I go on. Her eyes crease together she looks out the window at the cars“but it sure beats the […]
It’s cold in the back seat and my feet are wet from stepping in a lawn sprinkler sidewalk buttercup puddle. A peanut butter cup is stuck to the roof of my mouth. Salty, annoying. MY TOUNGUE WRESTLES IT AWAY ONE HARD JAB AND LICK AT AT a TIME. Time is something I need less or […]
Kate Crash, the most entertaining thing on earth, is back again with some poems! Na nah nahh I’m better than u Bored @ the laundramat He say “you don’t finish much.” I say “hey, you’re old and out of luck.” He say “why don’t we huh?” I say “maybe one day never bup!” he […]
Kate Crash, the most entertaining thing on earth, can also be heard here. YAY —– I got a late night call from an old love [bring, bring] Twenty minutes later he was outside my door.. knock knock Clean [cut black shirt and jeans lost hands wandering on me We walked down the starless street, spoke […]
For More Nude Fat Man Click Here “At the heart of every blogger is a Nude Fat Man eating cookie dough” – Jules Verne ANGER! DESPAIR! My stupid mother, my philistine she-ape, soul purging snake of a mother, has DONE. IT. A pox on her need to fiddle about, to dust, to POLISH. A POX […]
This week we have a special guest.. Los Angeles Artist Kate Crash. Check out her out at myspace.com/katecrash. I'M SELLING MY SEX or is my sex selling meI love him but it don't mean a thingMy hand slides between my legs but I don't know what I wantI call him but then hang up I […]
In a rustic house in a small village in Corsica Father Roland is administering the rite of exorcism. Jean, a boy of twelve, is levitating over his bed, shrouded in a funky purple orb of vicious hardcore evil. Timothée, also twelve and a classmate of Jean’s, is assisting Father Roland. He’s tending to the thurible, […]
“…And the winner is….” Big, knowing smile from presenter Clint Eastwood. “Karen Crackpot!”Oh my god. I won. I won an Academy Award. I was the underdog, no one expected me to win. It was a wonder I was nominated. Everyone else probably canceled themselves out.