Feb
10
eden
Chapter 1: Eden's a baby-faced model who lives in a perfect tiny apartment with its own viral IG account.
13 min read
heirmax98
Feb
01
hyperstation
I have a mission and the fact that I don’t know what it is when I’m not around Odious doesn’t make it any less of a mission although it does make it easier to get lost
9 min read
Jan
17
Aluminum & Ash
Odious here, calling out from between the micro blinds. This is the first post for the serial I’m dropping, and I don’t know if it’s Covid or some other vampiric suck on my energy, but I’ve been dragging through every sentence.
17 min read
Dec
29
pure
I’m getting a lot done now, on a steady diet of Study Aids, Scotch, B-12 vitamins and the Tupperware tube of organic, gluten-free cereal I found that tastes exactly like Cap n’ Crunch. After weeks of walking around in a daze I’ve got enough raw, telepathic mind power to take me through the night.
10 min read
Dec
18
faith and fear
Heir Max 98: A part of you was already with me. The part of you that is unlimited and infinite. Like when you stared out the window in class and felt something waiting to happen. That was me. Or when you filled your notebooks with poems—those were about me back then and they are about me now.
11 min read
Dec
10
dead beatles
“It’s never about a work being seen by lots of people,” they explained. “Just the right ones.”
9 min read
Nov
29
Antenna
I’m back and getting ready--getting ready for the main act! Not only with my friendship with Odious but with my life. I’m decades late but I’m finally primed for celluloid stardom despite how I murder every line.
9 min read
Nov
20
Vast Active Living Intelligence System
“I can take the form of anyone, anywhere, and at any time.”
9 min read
Nov
09
pound cake
“Look!” I called out, laughing, to Jesse up ahead of me, but he didn’t hear, he was too busy playing the role of morning zombie to notice auspicious symbols let alone the subtle influx of perfection and purity encasing everything...
8 min read
Oct
30
tv fathers
Whole lifetimes passed of barely being there, I was a flimsy ghost determined by the things around me, until now this flash of anamnesis. Not remembering but forgetting a little less how we’d always been together…our graves side by side on several continents.
7 min read