“But I ate him to spare him his agony. I wear his tanned skin
cuz there will come a time when I will vomit him back up, flesh and viscera,
to pack him back into his husk.”
“But I ate him to spare him his agony. I wear his tanned skin
cuz there will come a time when I will vomit him back up, flesh and viscera,
to pack him back into his husk.”
E/S
Excelsior Smith was born an hour outside of Boston but he and his mother quickly became nomads. He doesn't remember much about Tucson and everything about Hawaii. There, he had a small white terrier as a pet. There, he collected comic books and ate guavas fresh off the branch. Then they moved to California, high school was all right, college didn’t happen but life did. He is now a storyteller, proud father of a wilding, and an occasional poet. He resides in Santa Barbara, California.