subjugation wait, i can explain -- i used to be feral, chewing raw meat with sugary teeth, sucking on a carcass during sleepless nights, trying to fend off boars and …
Poetry
Leonard and I had laughed hard first, then with trepidation, when Caroline, at five years old and in …
Short Story
My mind is blurry when I write. What is writing, where does it go, I do not know.
Essay
Sunny And now the sun appears – an arrogant schoolboy staring through my window – What am I doing? Just looking.
Poetry
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Now, with your temporary elopement drawing to an end, every minute spent together was, for both of you, “worth …
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1793The hickories and black gums done been naked a piece, and Christmas come and went two months past. …
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There once was a father who tried his hardest to achieve his goal of teaching his son to …
Flash Fiction
Just below the fine white linen tablecloth, on his lap where only she could see it, he held …
Short Story
I like to walk fast and imagine minutes falling away on the other side of whatever journey is unfolding. …
Flash Fiction
I lived in a town where starving girls weaved Paper chains from heartstrings and gum wrappers, Staving off reality with cheap spirits coaxed from older lovers I lived …
Poetry
Peeling oranges with our eyes closed, on a rooftop lidded with stars Moon scrapes away a crescent of the sky and we cut away pounds of Our flesh …
Poetry
Ketamine kisses douse a blazing girl with the sick tang of gasoline, heartthrob, dementia She droops, star splayed and eager in her drowsiness, sped by the rhyme …
Poetry
Other Faces shift in my dreams from us to them and back. They are with me, free in that place: my people, cast out as Other from this …
Poetry
Candy wrappers slathered onto wooden tables and chip bags’ potent smells wafted through the air and around the …
Flash Fiction
Blind Man in the Snow I was troubled about something, I can't remember what. It might have …
Flash Fiction
It Will Come Back we say (fingers crossed, knock on wood, salt over shoulder) because it always has, because we don’t know what we’ll do if it doesn’t. Spring, …
Poetry
On the rare occasion when I dine with friends, I find that not only I, but also Lan, …
Flash Fiction
Meal Time Each morning, I boil the ocean to make my tea. I season my eggs with just sea and I eat it with a side of …
Poetry
Must be sixteen or older and show valid identificationI don’t personally have a problem with younger boys, but rules …
Short Story
Cosmic Joke I’m dying. screamed out into windowless night before being coaxed back to a confused bed.
Poetry
The Dishwasher I work the constellations of soap foam as the steam rolls up like little scrolls. My wife is still asleep.
Poetry
If I’ve learned one thing in my long slog through this vale of tears, it’s that any nincompoop …
Short Story
What Keeps Her Blind exchange Can’t look both ways Caved in discussions All up in the air He said she was Loose Tight percussion Kept her moving By the jukebox …
Poetry
Old Skeezer died many years back, before my time even. He was the town miser who lived at …
Short Story
Kim is curled up in her favourite wingback chair, wrapped in the crocheted blanket her mother made for her …
Short Story
pheromonal? Zeusian grok: outa (I thought) lotta blue sky a lightning bolt surprises you distracts radar from what I had presumed an ability to navigate these …
Poetry