Return of the Thin White Duke: Missing David Bowie On His Shoulda Been 71st


As you get older, the questions come down to about two or three. How long? And what do I do with the time I’ve got left? ~~David Bowie



Strangely I have never clawed,

rallied against

gone beyond


Everything in your years

have their brightness

in your most never are

wherever stars are

things which run me,

or which cannot happen

because they too

are taken

so very soon.


Your virtuosic look

will necessarily ungive me

though I have also

sung myself as galaxy,

you are always

inside, by, inside

myself as brain

feeling, pretending, completely,

mainly disturbing thought


or if your musky incense be

to think of me,

I and my prophet

will express very that, fully,

as when the music of this

everything promises the point

never, everywhere living




which we are to understand

into this corpse goes

the daemon of your absolute ghost:


I do take what it is about you

that gives

and fly


Only something in me blows

the change of your years

is more challenging than all brain

attention. Not even this place,

has such entrenched somebody




awakens me with

the persona of its water,

believing electricity and

feeling with each



~~ Vivacia K. Ahwen*

*Originally published in 47-16 Volume I. All rights reserved by author.








On the Twelfth Day of Christmas,

A Small Girl spoke to a Stable Genius.

You’re afraid, she said, interrupting his trumpet.

I fear nothing, he grunted. I am a God among men.

She saw how he trembled, heard how he slurred.

You should sleep, Mister Elephant.

And the Stable Genius blinked.

I can’t stop, now.

The men will cut off my tail.

They will harvest my tusks.

The Small Girl reached out, holding a feather.

It’s all they know.

You taught them well.

The Stable Genius shook himself about

Flapped his ears

grasped the feather with his trunk.

Do you think I can fly?

She whisper-sang something about

Pink Elephants On Parade, and said

Just rest.



Seó Bóthair: An Original Watercolor Series FREAKY FRIDAY Blowout Sale!

Seó Bóthair is Gaelic for “Uncontrolled situation,” “circus,” and “roadshow,” as well as being the title of my watercolor/ink/dry pastel series. Hopefully you’ll find a mini-gallery at the end of this schpiel, assuming I did this WordPress thing right. As a Gen-X gal, blogging isn’t my forte. At some point, I’ll figure out how to put up a “gif” and all hell will break loose. It’s likely that I’ll be editing this post over the next few days. Like, a lot.

I’m offering limited edition, embellished, matted, framed prints for $100 a piece on Friday, November 24, with free shipping. Whatta bargain….and how original a holiday gift would that be? Plus, you have the joy of not only giving a one-of-a-kind gift, but supporting outsider arts.

After November 24, paintings will go back up to their usual price of $125.

So how about some other questions about this funky collection? Following is an interview between Vivacia K. Ahwen and Rachel Robbins:

VKA: What is this whimsy?

RR: So glad you asked! Seó Bóthair started as a freestyle watercolor series which I painted over a course of thirty days, when I was experiencing that “Stuck in a rut” feeling that so many of us deal with periodically. Somehow I stumbled across Barbara Diane Barry’s Painting Yourself Out of A Corner: The Art of Getting Unstuck. For 30 days I painted what were more or less liquid scribbles, trying to keep my time limited to short bursts. As with most self-help books I read, I deviated from The Rulez, but used it as a starting point and springboard to rebuild my engine.

VKA: You said watercolor, but I’m seeing a bunch of black ink here, as well. And the embellished prints have pastel dust on them.

RR: Right. I set aside the journal of paintings for a year, found it stashed on my writing porch, and when I was bored one night decided to trace the pictures I could find within the splashes/smears/streaks of color. The ink gave the pictures a stained glass quality which appealed to me, and I kept going with it. Part of the pleasure in looking back at that month was how quickly my mind worked to find the order in colorful confusion.

VKA: “In all chaos, there is cosmos.” That’s Jungian theory, right?

RR: Yep. Gold star, Vivacia. That psychology minor comes in handy sometimes, doesn’t it?

VKA: No snarkiness, please, Rachel. (Snark is my department.) Some of these paintings are freaking me out, TBH. Angels, demons, monsters, fantasy creatures, some Syd and Marty Kroftiness…But I like all the naked humanoids, gotta say. Can you speak to that?

RR: Thanks, I guess? People seem to enjoy them, and find the fun despite the occasional creepy moment. Playful is what I’m really going for. As you look closer, and spin the pictures around, you’ll find all kinds of critters. Hang them upside or down, there’s magic all around.

VKA: Hm. Okay, so how can I get one?

RR: I’ve got a PayPal set up. You’ll be using my “real” email, as opposed to Ms. VKA’s account. I’m Paintings will arrive within two weeks after I receive payment.

VKA: $100, you say?

RR: Yep. Obviously, if you live outside the U.S., it’ll be more…as it costs an arm and a leg to mail overseas.

VKA: Fair enough. Any closing comments?

RR: Yes. I’ve been asked to do book illustrations/cover design before, and that’s something I’m totally up for. However, indie companies seem to offer royalty-based only, and I need an ACTUAL payment to cover my materials, time, craftsmanship, et al. Seó Bóthair is different from my usual styles, I tend to do a lot of mixed media, sculpture, fabric art, and acrylic on canvas. That said, I’m flexible, and can adjust styles to what your needs are. I’m also interested in designing album covers and skateboard decks, so spread the word. Again, my email is Please write “ARTWORK” in the subject line, so I don’t mistake you for spam.

VKA: Perfect. Thanks for sharing your time, Rachel. I mean, it’s not every day you get to hang out with your alter-ego, right?

RR: Right, Vivacia. And happy Turkey (or Furkey) Day, one and all….Wishing you your very own seó bóthair. Adieu!

~~ RR and vka

P.S. Find me on Twitter: @SheRaPrincess is my handle. Mostly I just troll Donald Trump, but occasionally post something semi-noteworthy. Still sticking to that 140-character formula, though. Who needs over 250 [named] characters, besides Marcel Proust? Don’t answer that.

P.P.S. Also, I do the Book of Face:


Quid Pro Quo: Howdja Like It?

Good evening, Angels…


I hope you took advantage of the freebie Angels’ Prey flight of fancy. As I mentioned before, I’ve put erotica on the back shelf for awhile, but may return to it with enough encouragement. A handful of folks have asked me to get back to the Dark Alchemy chronicles, and I was thinking of writing a series of novelettes (7,500-17,500 words), keeping the price of each at 99 cents. Since I’m interested in switching point-of-views, I’d be moving from the first person narrative of Angels’ Prey to the third person. This goes against current erotica trends, but I’ve never been one to follow trends, so….

…if you did read/enjoy Angels’ Prey, please leave a review on Amazon or Goodreads. If you read/did NOT enjoy Angels’ Prey, please leave a review, as well. I’m interested in what you have to say. (Unless you’re a troll. Then I don’t give a rat’s ass.) If it looks like there’s an audience, I’ll bring you more naughty fun with Clarice, Jabazael, and Maelfar. Not to mention a host of other angels, daemons, and extraordinary humans who are ready to get tangled up in the wars of the spirit and physical worlds. Plus have XXX-rated romps. I aim to please.



P.S. If you didn’t get a chance to grab Angels’ Prey, here’s the handy link to Amazon: