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Three Mornings After from Last Summer

June I woke up hungover in Nashville today. It was hot as hell and I caught one of those Southern cockroaches in my room. Most of the day was spent…


“Believer Not Believer,” “Past Life Paraclete,” and “The Male Experience Centers on Pockets”

Believer Not Believer God scrubbed off known history to save the hanging man inundated dis crackup earth heed mine teethwork eyes eyes that are not…


Semen Fundebat in Terram

Nochpalliicue looked down at the newborn male, a creature destined to bring nothing but pain and harm, just as all of the progenitors of his kind…


“Gods of a Bonehead 4,” “Gods of a Bonehead 7,” “Slow Bleed,” and Other Poems

Gods of a Bonehead 4 I was born into fire rub my ashes on your forehead in repentance I feel I’ve lived so many times it’s a crude joke---my soul…


The Twilight Princes

Big Dave offed himself. I’ve only ever known two other people who died; first, my great-grandmother, a sweet and frail woman with a subtle, lilting…


“Too Much Brouhaha,” “Double-Stream Consciousness,” and “We Walk”

Too Much Brouhaha too much psychological brouhaha had overshadowed the glowing embers and bejeweled thoughts that were hidden in different capsules…


A Whisper in the Well

Me and my sister were sent to live with Aunt Lissy for a while. Things were going bad in town. Something about the water supply. The sprawling…


“This is Just to Say” and “Hear Ye, Hear Ye, Canceling the West”

This is Just to Say The poetic tradition is lost like one of Little Bo Peep’s sheep. The universal is dead, stomped flat by narcissistic whining of a…


The Shadow Men, Part 1 — Excerpt 5

Alexander Shukhov stood restlessly outside the door of the Junkers, a soft wind blowing his hair back. He ignored the remains of his comrades still…


Where Secrets So Heavily Weigh

Pan's Paths once trod now lie forgotten beneath the lines of ley Nomadic rites and mother goddesses crossed rivers in India some say Tablets cracked…