I come to your place because there is nothing else to do on a Tuesday that might as well be a Thursday, leftovers furring in the fridge, the haunchy cat demand...
Ipecac. A word that pops and clicks on my tongue, a word from the deep jungle where men shoot poisoned darts like in the movies; ipecac is deadly but ipecac is...
God scratches His head. “You’ll be a mayfly,” He says. He’s had a long day. Clearly. His robe is open so you can see His chest hair and He smells a little of b...
There’s a whale near shore, the size of a Greyhound bus.
She releases a breath, mist rising in the air.
I ask a guy near me, who’s leaning on a metal det...
The bubbles surfaced before the bus arrived every morning. Marissa stood by the kettle pond, peering into the leaf-choked water. A pitch pine had snapped halfwa...
When I close my eyes at night, the first thing I see is a great ball of wool, lit up like neon in my inner vision. It’s intricately rolled, an Ariadne-ish weave...
A girl and a woman approach each other on the street going the opposite direction.
The girl is 15, maybe 16. The woman is three times her age, maybe more.
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The birds and the bees come and go. They graze on my leaves. They flutter against my stalk, buzzing or chirping their contentment. They always pause at my flowe...
I see: everything. Yefim’s fist, French fries jutting between tattooed fingers. He scans the line, yellow-green eyes sharpening, tickets under plates. One thing...
