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The Dog and I as Well as Some Sounds

one dreamy spring day I looked into brilliant eyes of my pal-dog into his tender ocular dominance of eternity so that my gentle poem was in the soul…


6 to 6: Drano

It was not possible to pass a kidney stone the size of a golf ball. Cory wouldn’t be able to work until after the surgery, which was in a couple of…


“Mall of America,” “Literary Property,” “Where There’s Smoke,” and Other Poems

Mall of America In America, even the old are expected to work. No rest for the wicked. Even in retirement, one goes to bed exhausted. There’s no…


Take Him to the Edge

I'd always been scientifically minded. When I was five, I found out that Santa wasn't real and distributed a bunch of little pamphlets I made, by…


A Portrait of a Slice of the Universe

We are astounded and delighted to behold the findings of our latest census. Kepler 120AB (Snail Nebula) Keplerians are known for their bulbous…


True Love, Part 5

X. “Won’t your parents be missing you?” Ken asked as Kamishiro stretched in front of the mirror. “My parents? How considerate of you to ask,” she…


“Mefloquine Nightmares,” “Sunset at the Cafe del Mar,” and “Cross-Country”

Mefloquine Nightmares 21 days to leave the system is what they told us all; then why, years after, do the dark, lonely nights of terror still…


A Hair’s Breadth, Part 3

VI. The man, looking disheveled in a rumpled blue shirt, grimaces as he tries to sit up in a dimly-lit room. The place stinks of stale cigarette…


Exit Evaluator

Marco. Let’s start with a name. Since there were few Drapers, he/she/it can stand for the others. They are all in a pile now in Kansas. Marco was…