Jeffrey Cyphers Wright

There are only two sins—banality and venality. They are not like revenge, hot red pokers. Jealousy, with its long snoot. Sloth, killing me softly with its lips. Vanity—dynamite in a vise. Lust racing across the mud...

Jeffrey Cyphers Wright

FAKE LIES The donor class is warping the loom. Domination is damnation. Defiance is a shortcut to de-finance. We have to scrap for all that’s left. Make of your suffering, charms. The best things are free (like me...

Jeffrey Cyphers Wright

Exiguity I never get mad, I get even — written in glitter on the broad back of a fat man’s blue jean jacket. Everything faded except the dust & grease. Grace being a monument not to survival, but to resigna...