thorn-stomach

thorn-stomach by Shannon Baker thorn-stomach, struggling, torn the treble out of the tune. quillfeathers, your ankles peeking up from the center of the floor, legweeds. cork piled in the trash heap. i can smell you sweating thru the sheets, upstairs writhing in the hallway, halfway between the bedroom and decadent death. downstairs, a week old […]

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NEXT-DOOR LIPSTICK VIDEOGAME GIRLFRIEND.

NEXT-DOOR LIPSTICK VIDEOGAME GIRLFRIEND. by Shannon Baker at the sixteenth birthday party there was lacrosse, cheesecake treehouse, beach-hat and lots of board game rhetoric nothing conversational had yet been type-set. implanted was more like it. then fourteen in the restaurant a bad word choice surfaced in the icecream dish first-time things began as comes every […]

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PRETENTION MOVES TO NEEDLES IN THE BARN WITHOUT PERMISSION.

PRETENTION MOVES TO NEEDLES IN THE BARN WITHOUT PERMISSION. by shannon baker some bats flew from under your bandaid you finally got the jungle you sat on pictures books and wished for. but we were equal at the movies if during the picture you noticed (more than my selfish plot delusions) the stranger coughing into […]

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HALF-HEARTED CANDLESTICK BLACKBIRD CADENZA.

HALF-HEARTED CANDLESTICK BLACKBIRD CADENZA. by shannon baker a kid could get greedy smashing eyes like that around the walls and hearts of everyroom. i prayed for extra paper in the fluorescent bed where we shed smells like lawyers tossing bath towels. i never thought to overrule your damaged miracle. every stable-born suck-scream held onto the […]

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boatpaper.

boatpaper. by shannon baker every “why i am not someone else” lifts restlessly unwanted ribs. the rest are forced to listen. this lip of matter troubles an expected knot of spine. fog reflection, greenish was your father’s eye such is certain. bright, the budding fishfarm neon bathtub in rebirth. the physical world humiliates. real people […]

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