Brick didn’t remember falling asleep by the motel pool. When he awoke, he sorely regretted it. As he stirred on the plastic lounge chair,...

Lucy stepped on an ancient landmine outside Girvetz Hall. I talked to her Brother, Suvin, about it while we were on the beach, and Lucy...

That mossy stone there, man-shaped with such care, blindly, it stares at me, and everyone else. Proud gaze, unaware, eroding green eyes...

thick room of tension it could be cut with a plastic butter knife that’s how abundant it is. my eyes avert themselves from the glare of...

"Occluded Vessel" I collapse at the plinth sagging over the edge, a monolith knowing I can’t gulp down anymore tonight, knowing I...

“Church Flowers” It’s called the blue church Because the roof is blue. Inside is dark and sombre, Chandelier light is golden. The Father...

“Her” All these lines. All these words. All these thoughts, scribbled across paper for a girl I do not see. (Not know.) Scribbled in ink,...

The Quiet Fizz Of Slow Joys Grief is not downing another glass of prosecco while the moonlight excavates the quarry of a night sky....

object permanence: queer death i troweled loam last summer for this, a pine sapling, loitered with creeping charlie, door- knobs of...

“A head full of flames” A spell of rain Wash the smoke rings from my brain I hope, I know Let the floodgates overflow Through my veins...

Timers Understand this. It is an error to think that One need obviates another. Picture the parts Of yourself as a row of egg timers:...

My dog's head hangs out the window, breeze on his face with a little support for his hind legs. Driving past California Street, but...

We sat on the park bench together, on opposites ends, in silence. The birds swirled around our heads and played tag. Flowers danced in...

game boys when we’re young we ask our parents if our friends can stay one more day for play when we’re older we ask our lovers to stay a...

Her eyes were shiny and still, like glass. Her skin, now the texture of porcelain, and devoid of any life; pale as the face of a ghost....

LOSING MY RELIGION why, of course, Michael Stipe said it so much more eloquently better putting his blood sweat tears fears hope dreams...

How informal to be so normal In a world where no one is defined As such, because a definition Can’t be a summation, If the meaning...

Society has always made a joke out of people like me. Don’t eat that. You’ll get the diabetes. That candy was so sweet I can feel the...

Jade thrusts the marinated fish into the wok before instinctively flinching. The oil jumps up from the wok immediately, just as she...

You have a tendency to slither back in Cut the head off of the snake Doesn’t it feel restricting? Cut the head off of the snake The...