“What We Can Name” and “After Dawn” both appear in Posit, (No 17 March, 2018) Escape Tunnel,a 100-word story, appears at The Drabble March 11, 2018. Pithead Chapel [...]
I can’t be sure who’s telling you this, but the only part of a song worth listening to is the end, although I wouldn’t be caught dead there if you paid me. It’s the profit motive. In [...]
backlit, milk-fog flesh often shorter than you’d think fastest wi-fi available have a career, yet can’t make a living prefer to sleep on colorful sheets always take the stairs eschew the [...]
” At first, I slept calmly, like a placid swimming pool poised under a pitch-black sky. Later, I woke up like a parachute that failed to open.” Appears at Right Hand Pointing (No. [...]
“Like Snakes,” “What is Known about Ghosts,” and “Some Lessons of Colonialism,” appear in the Fall 2017-Winter 2018 SHANTIH. “Census of the Dead” and “Paradise Mobile Home Park, [...]
Yesterday, we were out in the back, shooting at clouds. Except for the shots, it was quiet as a pond. Me and Dave firing our 22s into the air, just a few rounds. On a day like that, you don’t [...]
Although my body is an anchor, it’s beginning to float. The darkness is a dim, fragile music. When I speak, things unhappen. If you listen, carefully, you may hear voices in my skin. [...]
Gravity is neither human nor animal, so close to the ground, it frightens the trees. Those clouds, lawless, out of control, like school children who aced the test. I slacken now, into sleep’s box [...]
Full-face and profile, rumpled and blank, they glare into the middle distance, some with new mistakes’ fresh pink scars, others with the pimples of innocence. Eyes, blue as a bruise or brown as [...]
Everything, its own invention, happens eventually, although sometimes not at all: the music of fog, cannibal piñata, razor blade hula hoops. Have you noticed that if you talk about time, it [...]
Counting backward in dog years, I fell asleep during my trial. I dreamed I saw the ocean for the first time. The sea’s blue voice opened the sky’s solemn jaw, while the waves’ tingling excitement [...]
Admiring the corporality of animals, we’re parked in the ghost car. I have an indoor question: How many misspelled thoughts must I have, anyway? There’s nothing more beautiful than wanting the [...]
