Self-transcendence came formlessly and by chance. I noted the exodus of myblood into the forest soil but was …
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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“In the turkey? You put them in the bloody turkey?” Quail (named for the species) railed into Tavi …
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
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
Josef performed as a spry 79-year-old social drinker. The town of Chico considered him a local hero because …
Short Story
David watched as the company-issue tongs hovered over the landscape of refuse bulging from the top of his wheelie …
Short Story
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
The robot—little more than a claw, some wires, a jerrybuilt scaffold—totters through the scrapyard, picking up pieces. It …
Flash Fiction
I needed an anniversary gift for my husband—well, technically he wasn’t my husband. At that point, we had …
Short Story
“No more Richard Scarry memes. Let’s manifest this shit,” so spoke Liz Lilly, influencer-cum-mayor, in her inaugural speech …
Short Story
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
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
The children found it by the brackish crick, washed up where fiddler-crabs burrowed on the mudflats. It looked …
Flash Fiction
i.Silks are stacked like a physical rainbow, designs like Sanskrit on water, cool luminosity begging for a caress between thumb and finger. The Antico Setificio Fiorentino is hidden …
Essay
I can hear Ted Koppel’s voice coming from somewhere, reporting on the violence that I’m seeing with my …
Essay
lilac draped courtyard, melancholy compost, spousal tongue erects blockades— the I (eye) tires of the restrictive, familiar imagery— swampy masses, yellow nerves seeking, rebinding our mutual human/animal connection— …
Poetry