Let's drink to the new frontier!توسط J. Curtis

What delights lay beyond the infinite?توسط J. Curtis

Make no mistake that this decision, your decision, will ultimately come back to haunt you.توسط J. Curtis

"You see, demons can exert some control over things like the weather or the small minded but gravity is the ultimate demon. Nobody controls that bitch."Words | J. CurtisMusic | Guadalupe Plataتوسط J. Curtis

"We come together with Cashbut only for a little whileThen you're Waylon and I’m not Willie"Words & Performance | J. Curtisتوسط J. Curtis

"Now, put yourself behind the wheel or in one of the seats. Where are you driving off to?"Words & Performance | J. Curtisتوسط J. Curtis

"Vegas is somewhere behind you. The weeklong bender, those gaps in time and synapse that will never fire again are the only take home in that doggie bag brain between your ears."Written by J. CurtisMusic by Guadalupe Plataتوسط J. Curtis

A sea-bound traveller of more than fifteen years she had a base knowledge of common languages from the ports she frequented but this was something different — a gutterspeak.Written by J. Curtisتوسط J. Curtis

The dream is always the same.Written by J. Curtisتوسط J. Curtis

She could lift a wallet, sure, like she just did but she’d also come away with much more with only a slight touch.Written by J. Curtisتوسط J. Curtis

I saw you lying there pretending I don’t exist when we both can smell your stench.Written by J. CurtisPerformed by Erin Caddتوسط J. Curtis

She sat quietly as her father’s voice played through the earbuds. Every word he spoke to her seemed unrehearsed but expertly tailored.Written by J. CurtisPerformed by Rebecca Heymanتوسط J. Curtis

She couldn't remember much more than the feeling of freedom. Not so much freedom, but independence.Written by J. CurtisMusic by noimsparticus, Peter Kirnتوسط J. Curtis

Tomorrow would be as different as any tomorrow might ever be.Written by J. CurtisPerformed by Rebecca Heymanتوسط J. Curtis

The clock on his nightstand visible from his recliner glowed: 12:00. Midnight.Written by J. Curtisتوسط J. Curtis

"Even if she exhausted every last note in her register, every last breath in the whole of this world, there would be only a silent stillness."Written by J. CurtisPerformed by Rebecca HeymanMusic by Stellartux, Tr0tتوسط J. Curtis

I imagined the sunWritten by J. Curtisتوسط J. Curtis

As his hand moved unknowingly from the side of his faceAnd all senses were piqued in every inch of the placeWritten by J. Curtisتوسط J. Curtis

Go out and love.Written by J. Curtisتوسط J. Curtis

“The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven..” ? John Milton, Paradise LostWritten by J. Curtisتوسط J. Curtis

From the Writing Collective @ Opium Den Studios in Oakland (http://bit.ly/1pX8l8W)Written by J. Curtisتوسط J. Curtis

What's more magic than working with your hands?Written by J. Curtisتوسط J. Curtis

Sometimes the bottle has you, sometimes you have the bottle.Written by J. Curtisتوسط J. Curtis

Where's your favorite hide & go seek spot?Written by J. Curtisتوسط J. Curtis