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Featured, PoetryA Christmas Card from Charles Bukowski *
Christmas and New Year’s move toward us again the old sickening duet the masses coming out of their tv caves the family gatherings the…
PoetrySchrödinger’s Kitten
After I blunt Ming's grapnels with files and buffers, she wolfs down the meat off the pull cup. In the open yard where I…
PoetryAnother Blue Room
Nights are hardest to bear. Alone, that smell of us, still heavy and with ghosts, our sweat, our heated exhales. I taste you. I…
I Fucked the Poet
He was there at the mic with a glow behind his head like a literary god, so I fucked him. Me, two other women,…
Poetryone of my first
publishers is retired and living in France. he’s on his second wife and lives on a farm in the country. every now and then…
FictionSubtitles: 12
Everyone believes the crippled kid. A blind and mute paraplegic from birth, the crippled kid lets his older brother, Junior, pad his red wagon…
Poetry, ShowcaseI try not to depend on anyone
hotel room in little rock there were three of them forceful drunk too angry to care whether she lived or died she swung the…
PoetryThe Shearer
The shearer’s oilstone rides the blade’s silver edge. There is a swish as one blade closes over the other. It is a fine tool…
PoetryKoan #5378 (Extended Version)
Which came first, the chicken or the chicken, the egg or the egg? “Pass the Tabasco,” Buddha said. “By the way, where’s your bowl?”…
PoetryWhat Do You Call This? Bubba Ganish?
They hug and whisper kind words in the other's ears. They share their home-cooked fares, and delight in the quaintness of the other's ways…
PoetryReverse Rumi
Always live in regret. The past is ever present. There are no new days. Today is no better than yesterday. Look down and backwards…