

Mr. Wat bioA distant, yet unsettling rumble the roar heard for miles. At the source, a set of sharp teeth bared, and a thick mane shimmering and dancing like a collar of embers. Soft paws that tread the ground quietly, but can summon forth vicious nails that can spell a terrible fate for a tear-able face. The Lion; a rule-bender in the world of wild cats, takes a more social approach to the art of hunting and survival.Mr. Wat bio
The intensity of the Leo sun flares in the eyes of Mr. Wat. Wat is a rebel without a cause, sans the leather jacket. Dissent rushes from heart through his arteries, and Vengeance streams back through his veins. He reje


JMK bioFootsteps echo into the emptiness and fantasy of the Two AM reality. Sauntering amongst the heavy shadows, the clever/cynical/overly-sexual/crude/sophisticated writer knows as J.M.Kauftheil waits with a Scorpionic intensity for an unsuspecting inspiration to wander too close. J.M.K. is a wild card, a thrill-seeking journalist, penning fiction and narratives based on his shifting imagination and his strange, exciting, fulfilling, and sometimes unpleasant experiences. Unbridled poetry rolls through his breath, abstract mechanisms expressing his impermanent, swirling emotions. Words are J.M.Kauftheils playground. The experimental andJMK bio