Brian Kyle Doyle

Hush Brian Kyle Doyle

All at once.
Hush, hush...
They all come to Pinnacle Apartments: the oracular activist/terrorist; the displaced drag queen; the sexually and racially liberated scion; the seemingly immortal mojo luna woman; the war ravaged prostitute; the patient, loveless caretaker; the son of a lynched man; the mother-sister to her own child; the sadistic charmer; the time traveling drug dealer; the well-trained wife and mother; the child who sees them all; and the child only a few can see.
Somebody's calling my name...
They come for money, escape, salvation, revenge, prey, and even hope.
Hush, hush...
They come covered in blood, cast from blood, natural aeaeae blood.
Somebody's calling my name...
Dragging ghosts and spirits and brutality and love, they come.
Oh my Lord...
Into poverty and madness, lead by African gods and goddesses, dressed as neighbors who dance through the streets, they come.
Oh my Lord...
They come, called to this place, a place that like a hymnal christens them to respond to the query:
What shall I do?
All at once.