Experimental Form
First the marching band and the Veterans with their burnt limbs—hardly the chiseled imagery of recruitment ads—then, finally, the Bacon Babes. Perched atop a decommissioned…
William Charles: Owner of the town’s boot factory. Beatrice Charles: His wife. The brains of the operation. Alphonse Charles: Eldest Charles child, prone to fits…
I know at once that I shouldn’t look, but his shirt is off and the paper white of his skin is superimposed with the feeling…
hold all weddings on Sundays. It begins with champagne brunches— the upper-class way to drink before noon. They dip their narrow-tipped muzzles near the fizz,…
I. A Man Viewing a Sunset Let (x is human and x is male) be true where (x=x) is always true and (x has the…
“I kill myself over the gap between rationally seeing the absurdity of the lies and emotionally feeling the need to cover them up.” Attaboy …
Catriona, said I, I am in a very painful situation; or rather, so we appeal upon her feelings; but she marked me not, and struck…
02-11-07 Suddenly she realized she missed the romance of traveling by train. 02-12-07 It all seemed clear us them then, what our fathers had meant…
(songs) (morning) (butter) (I hate her) (the streets) (trash) (the trash) (gordita) (lunch) (pen) (honkey) (sun) (more) (moon) (here) (late evening/early morning) (Drunk) (bitches sluts…