Kathy said to smash the patriarchy as she spilled olive oil on her sundress. Brunch was mediocre at best…

Bernadette reads backwards
moved from dump to dump
with a long will and a fainting lawn chair
twitching with the news ticker
crude as a…

Every cinch of motion holds steady in the branch-fractured light, a calculated withdrawal from the machinery of the republic, what little…

As I lilt and sway to the noisy fuzz of a biplane’s flight and ponder

Impressed? Say it might be so.

A war was being fought over who owned the moon. Mineral and water rights were at the forefront of…