Another painting in La Galería Nacional In a change of tone so complete I dropped my chocolate milk which splashed hideously across my tennis shoes and caused a …
Poetry
Untitled Briny martini’s are just too grown up for me. I need to have something sweet after.
Poetry
Shouting into the phone over the sound of alarm bells, Diana Margeson, director of the Taylor-Massey Alzheimer’s …
Short Story
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FROM THE PERSONALS: “Robin: Once there was a certain small bear who forgot 2 wish a certain spec woman …
Flash Fiction
Storm Warning A cold grain of sand shuttles towards me, grips a lonely follicle with its sticky bulk. The bleached beach glares one sun beam to the wooden hull, heats …
Poetry
How to be an Artist? I feel trapped by my language, and don’t know what to do, because each and every day, I serve overpriced plates of fried …
Poetry
public beach you pull blades of grass twist them bow ties afraid to swim show your body I fall waves glide dumb eyes shut you sit on …
Poetry
The school year had been difficult for Filmore. It was hard for him to learn anything, especially as …
Short Story
Action At the Fiesta Lanes Bill bowled a strike. He jumped up and down and went back and took his seat near his Chesterfield smoldering in a tray.
Poetry
A strange new lust arose in young-man Pip as he watched Miss Havisham circle the repast and wedding cake, …
Short Story
I didn’t want to come over because I had already bought a ticket to Pinocchio (live action), but …
Short Story
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Short Story
Fisheye under the ceiling you theorize what? subatomic vibrations clad to your knees Billy with two carrots in his mouth dipping into the water, dipping back from the …
Poetry
Self-transcendence came formlessly and by chance. I noted the exodus of my blood into the forest soil but …
Flash Fiction
The house I grew up in was red, and then one day, it was not. You painted it a yellowy shade of cream, and said it looked better, newer, …
Poetry
The evening the mosquito showed up, Tiffany whipped fresh cream with a whisk in a bowl her mother …
Short Story
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Short Story
“McDonalds”She made a meal out of his kids, while the cum burned up in her belly.“Earnest Drinks the Kool-Aid”JoJo …
Short Story
after Gram & Emmylou I saw my devil he had a beer gut and an erection. I saw my angel she had a beer gut and a harp.
Poetry
city love poem he sees me running for the train, breath bursting, eyes manic, the glow of words saying south ferry ten minutes away. we make eye …
Poetry
Tourmaline Tower rises 2,000 feet in the air, 160 floors of ombre pink and green, a sunset plunging …
Short Story
We called him Old School because he stood still against the movement of time.He stole things – CDs, …
Short Story
Venting Frustration on the Baseball Field When Roger Clemens, perhaps snapping in some steroidal spasm, Smoldering in combativeness, as if lathered in some tribal custom, Threw the barrel of …
Poetry
I didn’t realize I had been lonely for so long until I stepped out of the Brussels Airport …
Short Story
the blue crab my father wasn’t interested in tennis or painting or gardening the only hobbies that interested him were ones that could make you money my father …
Poetry