Great Expectations, in Retrograde
A strange new lust arose in young-man Pip as he watched Miss Havisham circle the repast and wedding cake, …
Short Story
"Whose house is this? Whose night keeps out the light In here?
Essay
I didn’t want to come over because I had already bought a ticket to Pinocchio (live action), but …
Short Story
CONTENT WARNING: EXPLICIT AND GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONBribsy the Rabbit is a very funnyfull rabbit who loves to hop hop hop. …
Short Story

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“Fisheye”
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
Quartz
Self-transcendence came formlessly and by chance. I noted the exodus of my blood into the forest soil but …
Flash Fiction
The Little Red House on the Avenue
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
Drunk Cupid
The evening the mosquito showed up, Tiffany whipped fresh cream with a whisk in a bowl her mother …
Short Story
SHROOMSGIVING
“In the turkey? You put them in the bloody turkey?” Quail (named for the species) railed into Tavi …
Short Story
Scat!
“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
Jumpscare
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; letter to a friend
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
Commencement Day
Tourmaline Tower rises 2,000 feet in the air, 160 floors of ombre pink and green, a sunset plunging …
Short Story
PAUSE (11-15)
PAUSE (11) Unadulterated niff of excess. A Sun Myocardial infraction Immolating – lurks.
Poetry
Guilty Pleasure in Fallen Friends
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 the gods Retire (Willie Mays as a Met)
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
The Thread
Sometime after midnight, the thread unraveled. From where?
Short Story
Belgium Fog
I didn’t realize I had been lonely for so long until I stepped out of the Brussels Airport …
Short Story
the blue crab, runa the wise, a profile
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
An Interview with Will Cordeiro
The 21st century artist faces a balancing act between integrating with society and all that this entails— email notifications, insurance payments, twitter addictions, and so on— while simultaneously aspiring towards …
Interview
boomerang
Josef performed as a spry 79-year-old social drinker. The town of Chico considered him a local hero because …
Short Story
Gum Grey Tarmac
David watched as the company-issue tongs hovered over the landscape of refuse bulging from the top of his wheelie …
Short Story
rubble sun
Lineal for the children & mothers in gaza The babies the babies covered in young as blood roses unopened clamor for their mothers ,a breast in their clutch– …
Poetry
Scavenger Hunt
The robot—little more than a claw, some wires, a jerrybuilt scaffold—totters through the scrapyard, picking up pieces. It …
Flash Fiction
A Hidden Gift
I needed an anniversary gift for my husband—well, technically he wasn’t my husband. At that point, we had …
Short Story
Possum Parade
“No more Richard Scarry memes. Let’s manifest this shit,” so spoke Liz Lilly, influencer-cum-mayor, in her inaugural speech …
Short Story
Luigi’s penthouse
Luigi Lefty’s barkeep where I met him on the nude beach Zipolite, Oaxaca Two thousand fourteen Big Italian went chest first no shirt and drank from the bottle ran drugs …
Poetry
Lefty’s tender side
Hey Lefty Lefty’s eyes went queasy then wet as good pussy This is Mom said the voice on the phone Tears sprang from Lefty’s face Tarantino leer quavered …
Poetry
Oculus
The children found it by the brackish crick, washed up where fiddler-crabs burrowed on the mudflats. It looked …
Flash Fiction