by D.C. Porder
smile bruised teeth
red wine water colors, monsters
in your sketchbook
i told you
i hear puccini in my dreams
D.C. is 20 years old and has one gray hair. He works closely with dead animals. Currently, his residence is a computer. He drinks Red Bull all day and never sleeps. Sometimes he writes poetry for journals like Mad Swirl, Yellow Mama, Litchaos and Strange Road. People can spy on him here.

© 2009, D.C. Porder