My name is Jerri Pinehalst. I have long pretty hair and I like to put pink in it sometimes. I was on the ferry coming off Block Island. A crowd of chads and chicks chirped in millennial beside a great…

i can crack my own thumb now s’all you did anyway   not even on call ill stand by my beauty bevies they crack my thumb till i dumb   i do the doo doo doo the do the dumb…

Steaming whale crawlers wailing by night squalor ferry ship shit pincer technique coup cut hit tailored seaspray ocean mist list-crawling quip-trawling Toyota-towing grassmower combine starship landcraft spaceship laughing maps. blap blap blap the noise of the night when the neo-non-federales…

would be that i knew she couldn’t save me, but hate me, destroy me, splay me open, crush me, display me, hate me, destroy me i know now no Her can save me. she’s sitting in neon dark night red…

lips whipping quips that bounce off ceilings, chilling in the worst way, hearts unwilling. beers eaten, drunkards pilling. all alone in the heat of embattled embittered wife tale wise tale tall tale frail freaky weak bizarre ideals leaking juice from…

what is it, being human? is it sitting on the can by the side of the road because things didn’t go the way you thought? is it setting up shop on some midlife early life have-a-wife be-a-wife experience, some conflict…

Sitting here and there in clouds of conflux strife, no escape, no survivors, no life – escapist ways alive and rife, ruffling and dumping endless thoughtless thoughts like soupy shitty dumplings hot. Pushed to world’s edge, hurled by God’s untold…