Volume 5 Number 1
My first afternoon at the bar my boss told me to drink my mistakes, which I did, which caused me to make more mistakes, which…
When Faye Dunaway married Chewbecca after a string of heartbreaks in the late ‘70s, everything was champagne and tree houses for a time. They received…
This is not me who’s talking. This is five obscene traumas involving a by-sexual mother and a precocious baby brother who went dim. Under stolen…
My Buffalo girl is a bird of paradise who turns out to be an aural vampire tone-deaf to mute spin. On rainy nights, skyscrapers nil,…
Pepper, she was on the sun. Pepper, she was sunspots. Pepper, she made the sun bigger—furious and spicy. The sun swallowed Pepper, wanting her, calling…
You were not there the night I saw stars, though I am certain I told you about the night I saw stars, about how I…
I was not there to witness this choice, though I had seen you make poor choices before—the destruction of homes, the death of the pet,…
Know that you are not the color of perfection. You are the color of hydrogen and oxygen and war and marriage and fast food and…
The removal of nature’s effects: not a darker nature, not the harshness of nature that we wear clothes and build cities against, that we air-condition,…
Claustrophobia is failure of projection: my face collapses into its grave. They rolled me into the MRI, panic-bulb in hand, an IV of valium in…