There are some weird vibes going down for post-apocalyptic law enforcement. The world has given up with chronology and a lot of weird stuff is happening. Nobody can keep up. The world is owned by the State Corporation and we follow two privatised cops as they come back to their HQ after apprehending a tricky trippy fellow called Junk Calhoun.

This book is about one of your basic love triangles and weather you should fight for the chance to be with the one you love or to just let go... FYI- this book is unfinished

She might have wings but she's no angel. Being normal is not an opition for Jessica parks. She past that line long ago. Why? Well you'll just have to find out yourself

A few of the paintings I did back in the late 80s and early 90s. I was totally into non-representational art; enamored with the L.A. school at the time.

38 more poems about oral, hangovers and pesky sanity...g-rated except for a couple words?

Have you ever experience heartbreak, depression, self-pity? To feel like you are being swallowed by an endless black pity of hurt and sorry. A big empty pit in your chest. Nothing in the world is quite like that pain. My thoughts and feelings.