IDOL by Heather Sweeney the dead sky augments my crossed out kingdom find me in the weeds of Plath in the carpet of a gold Camaro call me canned stew singing for a contest on television a crater of disenchantments in the foreground call me plated paranoia an idol in a...
Perceived Distance by Kelly R. Samuels There’s what resembles the smell of burnt hair, that eveningwhen that girl bent over that candle on that table and we all turnedfirst at the sight and then could not forget because of the stench.Bright flare, fetor. On the...
Still Life with Splenectomy by Mingpei Li B.’s cat died today 10 years old sudden:a heart attack after surgery. When G. told me I was reading about splenectomy: how you got that smoothred scar on your torso [that I have tilled as if it could be a field] its...
bone requires bone #13-15 by Darren C. Demaree bone requires bone #13 i offered to become the brick wall men could crack their skulls against i did not expect so many ohioans to take me up on that offer bone requires bone #14 too often treated as a small lump...
things i have learned by Charlotte Covey it is worse to be a cunt than a dick. it is worseto bleed than spitwhite, worse to feel pained red life than pleasured squirtsof the same. it is worse to be a pussy than a prick, worseto feel anything other...
Delovely by Erika Jo Brown Deliriously in love, we debased ourselves,fishnet stockings and public proclamations. I flaunted my décolletage and thought mythoughts in decasyllables. It was disgusting. Once the affair was given some air, decanted,he is still debonair, by...
