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July 3, 2018
Blood Knot, Part 3
V. Her apartment was huge. It was on the top floor of a twelve-story building. It looked as though it took up the whole twelfth floor. She slipped…
July 2, 2018
“Jailed Genet (in Honor),” “Carny,” “Mica and Quartz,” and Other Poems
Jailed Genet (in Honor) The deepest truths cannot be taught except by experience--- Genet's face, that jail of dreams, each line in the forehead, a…
July 2, 2018
Bubblegum Cigarettes
Momma says she named me Dawn because I was born with a headful of hair as golden and radiant as the rising sun. When I was just a little girl, Momma…
July 1, 2018
The Busker
The shop sold incense and crystals, Native American flutes, and roughhewn natural clothing of no particular shape. The incense was overpowering. My…
June 30, 2018
Alice Doesn’t Live Here Anymore
Alice was glad to get back to her secluded sylvan cottage now that her week was at an end. Tom, the outside package deliveryman for the Braille…
June 29, 2018
“Give Back the Day,” “Poetique Voyage,” and “The Glory of the Rush”
Give Back the Day Yesterday, the day was all mine. It brushed against my skin And penetrated my innermost self. It climbed into my body and took…
June 29, 2018
Letters from a Heartbroken Pervert: On Piss
Piss is interesting, to say the least. In terms of perversions, it’s a cross between assholes and slapping. Slapping is a two-way street. Slapping…
June 28, 2018
Grounds
When Lori makes her second pot of coffee on Tuesday, she notices that she always refills the glass canister of grounds when it is only half empty. So…
June 27, 2018
“At the Speed of Light,” “The Wax Museum,” and “Grappling Gods”
At the Speed of Light The consciousness of the universe surrounds us all as though our heads were hives as billions of bees buzz round and round…
June 27, 2018
Deserted But Not Abandoned, Part 2
III. So it goes. We are nobodies who have nothing, we little teachers, but in the order of things, we always have more than our servants. If we make…