Do not be afraid. These were the only words my maternal grandfather had ever spoken to me. He committed suicide in July…
Carrie sat at the edge of her bed, aching in that horrible gap between filthy drunkenness and crystalline sobriety. Her sludgy brain…
The baby died in the bath water as the belly dancer shook her gut out on the dock. The baby’s mother ran out of my…
“One thing I can’t stand about Prague,” said Jill as she pushed her sunglasses up the bridge of her nose, “is all the tourists.”
I admire the labor you investin your interrogation.it gets muddy, almosthilarious, as we duelwith cocktail swords and opposing…
I lean out to feel the skythe way it gaspsthroughout its cloud-pocked expansebelow me, beneath the sidewalksinsects survivemore…
around the settingthe same cobblestones, the same black spotsof discarded gum, the same dead cigarette buttsthe same rubbish
taking coveras Joyceian passions minglewith those thrust by Bataillewe wrap each otherin a Shakespearean embrace
in your kitchenI rule the worldthrowing down harshbolts of poetryfor mature audiencesin your kitchenI grieve for…
