Almanac
Walking the streets at night is like breathing We like to stand on green pastures; ashes to ashes, dust to dust Like betrayed statues we...
Gra/ey Area
I am in a state of perplexity, stuck between whether you raped me or I raped myself. Diluting all sense of rationality, a gray area...
Flathead
Music box toiled and free Twinkling stars pull their dim crescendo like a blanket spread over a waiting hug Wait for me Pondering is the...
The Leftovers
Bill McKee is the only employee left at the Burrito Parabola for his first-ever shift on closing time. Bill had only started working at...
October
Orange. Red. Brown. Dead. The papery skins on which we tread Are as cold and as dry as the air Through which they float and fly. Beware...
Medicine
I hope my words can Do all the things I never Could. Faraway meadows hold Whatever secrets I can’t seem to Find when I open my eyes; They...
Eviction Notice
Be gone you who does me no good And never did! You’ve camped out here for Oh so long, a burden and a bum, Feeding off my everyday,...
Breaking Mirrors
You will stay with us That’s what the song says And that’s what I say, what I mean But the truth, dear, Is that you’re almost gone And I...
A Plum
A plum, a plum, So black and full, And fresh and taunt and round. Bite the flesh and feel the juice Drip, drip down. A heart, a heart, So...
Nocturnal Nightmares
Stretching. Gliding. Falling. Finally free, or abandoned? It was during a mid-October evening when I saw it. The beauty, the sorrow. Cast...