torn hotleather jankmobile-‘n-drive-thru Bojangles or Cookout milkshake late nite how will i keep remembering i dunno so far it’s like an oldshoe boxfull of love letterstuff or songs you hate when the night DJ takes em for spins on the...
reproduction noun re·pro·duc·tion \ˌrē-prə-ˈdək-shən\ the process that produces babies, young animals, or new plants [1] the process in which sustains the human race, the very act that continues our existence on this planet. the act of reproduction...
My sister’s farm looks different again this year. The old elm finally dropped and the bobolinks didn’t return to the high meadow. The apples are poor but she says next year should be better. The sky is the same in its usual way of shifting clouds...
i. life is better when the glasses are on. ii. there aren’t as many telephone booths anymore. get creative. iii. he’ll never listen to your advice about the cape. don’t be afraid to laugh when he trips. iv. villains will call you pretty. ask how...
I grew up with a mama who ate weevils for breakfast. When one of us kids spotted the little black flecks in our lumpy porridge, Mama would plunge her spoon into the bowl and back into her mouth quick as you like. “A good source of protein,” she’d...
Kyle appears on his kitchen floor. He sits up, rubs his cheeks, and finds a sticker in his hand. A purple cow. He hopes his daughter didn’t put it on him, that it was lying on the floor. Then he sees his wife, a basket of Belle’s dirty laundry...
being an account of the enlightenment of Wei San After many years of study, the Earthling who would become Wei San learned of the Great Bodhisattva of Mars. The Bodhisattva was the last work of the Venerable Hui Re, an extraordinary engineer lauded...
<RA 2° 42′ 21″ | Dec 83° 32.400′> You found an [EXIT] Beneath the orbital eclipse by which you entered the world A Gallic giant crossed by stars, asteroids, anomaly But perhaps you believed this innocuous leviathan Was a...
pry apart your steel ribs to press a cold palm to the pulse of fluid through your gutta-percha veins trace the hard knobs of bolts that stitch you tall and strong wonder at the love I knew as I built you by hand and gas lamp sure and slow as in the...
1. Some of us still remember when we could feed geese by hand, offer them bread crumbs, watch their snake-long necks stretch to swallow our gifts down. Some of us. 2. They came for the children first: our waddle-footed toddlers who trusted too...
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