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Poetrywork
he only hires pretty girls i knew that as soon as i handed in the application the rest of the cashiers are brooding brunettes…
PoetryAubade
Sadly, I imagine you will wake, too, because the silence has changed colour, the way, fluting across a murky water, a swan’s light may…
Fiction, PoetryAir Bag
i have tasted air bag, it’s a badge of honor, a one-way ticket to epiphany, it tastes like burnt rubber, like powdery words sucked…
PoetryOkay, Then (A Boomer Replies)
with a nod to Joseph Rice We only rent the past from the shade of our declining tribe. They are our elders laughing under…
PoetryTo Stick Around
the times I pined to leave the city the clefts between myself and the friends I lost the jobs I lost, the plants that…
PoetrySelfie as a Dyke
The problem with being a dyke is standing in front of your mirror, naked, feeling both admiration & shame for the woman in front of you,…
PoetryThe Right Things
I eat a half dozen Funfetti cupcakes & then one more because I cheat on my diet & I cheat on my girlfriend in…
PoetryAmerica in 2019
(after Shelley’s “England in 1819”) A demagogic moron mad with power; his brood snapping their tongues at golden flies with reptile grins of brazed…
PoetryPoem in Which I Imagine My Dad Agrees to Shave My Head
When he asks why, I say because I’m out of money. & because I know there’s a shoebox in the garage with a pair…
PoetryComing Out
I didn’t really learn what bisexual was until college, part Intro to Women’s Studies textbooks, part kissing girls with boyfriends. The books spit out…
