Reading Time: < 1 minute fake poets spray word confetti from mouths of blunt teeth from brains filled with something like television that never turns off fake poets think and say their way inside bricks get out again using tricks abstracted from mere mortar fake poets compete with hoddies to win gravity sweepstakes where no one’s survival is considered worth Read more
MoreReading Time: < 1 minute oh my darling they stoleyour flowers to give a bouquetto the starvingit was a puddle, you see,organned into that menunext the tomatoesnobody dared objecteven though the puddlehad not yet begunto know its name letalone speak itthis time they sangthe blessingso loud the flowers vibratedtheir petals offseasoning they called itlike springor tomorrow
MoreReading Time: < 1 minute It was a large boulder the size of a small boulder,no it was a pebble, it was a mountain of itselfand in the road there became the sizeit needed to be, the large size but notthe largest, only the size of a smallboulder, in order to flummox the sheriffwho kept thinking he saw a large, Read more
MoreReading Time: < 1 minute here are the birds flying pastin a purple skyoh how they go, they goand here are the fish gatheringupon the shore silentlyshore after shoreand the smaller flying thingswhose names we never knowbright glints in hot breezeall gone now do I lament these too soon?is there a turn in the roadup ahead that I can’t yet Read more
MoreReading Time: < 1 minute I could cut off all my hair ragged, nogrow it long in snarls, never wash,go barefoot, become leather,tangle my fingers up with ripped claws in barbed wiremade of rope and snagged lace, oh, yesI have been angry All. My. Life.so angry I have a little stove in hereburning burning low, and Read more
MoreReading Time: < 1 minute Twa Corbies Two crows divergedin a yellow woodwhose flights were trackedby crow the thirdwho watched the horsethat lay quite still. The first two crowsbrought back their brothersbut that third crowhad got the eyesfirst one then twofrom the head of the horsethat lay so still. I’ll sing you howthe gang of crowsdescend on the horsein ones Read more
MoreReading Time: 2 minutes (Taco Bell Quarterly rejected this marvelous little story, so you know their shit is gonna be FIRE! Read this, then read their next issue when it comes out.) Flooded out, car stalled, storm of the decade, I’m on foot and awash. I take shelter in the nearest church which turns out to be a Taco Read more
MoreReading Time: < 1 minute Ominous dial-up noises ensue,ensorcel memory out of its driftwhere it happily had been gatheringspacedust, pocketing the prettier nuggets.But strange persistent noises jarred memoryout of its reverie, it had heard thosesounds once surely but what,what could they be? A sort of buzz and thenin disharmonious pitches, quietly,“bleep blorp bleeeepscree blorp p p ” —ah. Ah yes. Read more
MoreReading Time: < 1 minute Every day, something to pray for:bird eyelashescloud belliesstain historieslonesome beanscow thoughtsgoat bleatsskirt pleatsbroken rivetsxylophone teethand a small watch (uncertain hazard type)for a threat of damaging gustsperhaps a brief tornadorain on the fire landssun on the floodtoothless threatshearts deployedin remedy
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