Latest Submissions

“Regarding the Poem About the End of the World,” “At the Birth of My Tragedy,” and “The Shopping Cure”

Regarding the Poem About the End of the World This started out as a poem of my prediction for the end of the world. It was full of good intentions…


Rot Girl

At the time, I didn't really think about it. I was young. Weren't you once? At some point, everyone has had a morning when they wake up and regret…


Live Mas

the sun is so bright and dazzling (but not as dazzling as @yungpec on twitter) like a beautiful woman in a wheat field (but not as beautiful as…


NEET, Part 3

XXIX. Ben stomped out of the kitchen and into the backyard. His hand was shaking, he realized, as he drew a cigarette. He paced on the sidewalk in…


Linda

WHEN I GO TO SLEEP---I NEVER COUNT SHEEP---ALL MY DREAMS ARE ABOUT LINDA Dreams about Linda? No: more like nightmares about Linda! Dreams do not…


The Undergraduate and Professor Kerman

1951 Here he comes. This teacher looks like a real clown. Get a load of the haircut on that guy. I’ll bet his wife puts a bowl on his head and cuts…


“Woman, Free,” “Two in One,” and Untitled

Woman, Free The vanquished lay dead and dying, their chorus of groans and screams of no concern as he turned homeward, leaving the dozens and their…


Letters from a Heartbroken Pervert: “The Races” and “Writing a Blink-182 Song”

The Races As should be clear by now, I am straight. So all of the below applies to women and women only. Blacks Not attractive. Yeah, that’s a…


Psalm to Gun Violence (Ode to Mass Shootings)

Just for today (if only for a moment), I am free to rise…as daylight's rueful awakenings sparkle like awesome diamond clusters adrift clear blue…


The Manipulators

Rudely awakened by smoke inside and shouts beyond in the street, Austin struggled into his blue work shirt, stuffing wallet and keys into dark…