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

What delights lay beyond the infinite?De către J. Curtis

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

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

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

The dream is always the same.Written by J. CurtisDe către 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. CurtisDe către 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 CaddDe către 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 HeymanDe către 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 KirnDe către J. Curtis

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

The clock on his nightstand visible from his recliner glowed: 12:00. Midnight.Written by J. CurtisDe către 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, Tr0tDe către J. Curtis

I imagined the sunWritten by J. CurtisDe către 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. CurtisDe către J. Curtis

Go out and love.Written by J. CurtisDe către 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. CurtisDe către J. Curtis

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

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

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

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