Marriage
Marriage by donora hillard My husband was a shotgun made of candy. I wanted to kill his former lovers, especially the Strawberry Shortcake-looking one who
Marriage by donora hillard My husband was a shotgun made of candy. I wanted to kill his former lovers, especially the Strawberry Shortcake-looking one who
Parallel Lines by william hurst Sign language, the billboard of earth gods: skulls on a shaman stick. Water and oil in a decanter, room temper-
Propinquity by stephanie sears I raise a shot of vodka To the shortcuts of perfection And the downfall of stale labor Knowing the unknown man
The Girl from Papua New Guinea by brandon s. roy Her grandfather was a sorcerer Her grandmother from a long line of witches Her parents
Real All of the Sudden By Beth Cortez-Neavel (For Allison James, Austin Chaffin, Sol Richey, and Alex Red) It was just real all of the
all bets are off by pat a physics It stirred something deep within the snowman version of me to see you at work, pissed, with
Fifty nine minutes at Wal-mart on New Year’s Eve by alex nodopaka She and I stand at the movie ticket booth exactly five minutes before
Modern Ascetic by charles frisbie I wake in a clean white square room with hard wood floors. I fold my blanket into neat squares and
A Mouth in California by Graham Foust Flood Editions 2009 Review by Ray McDaniel This book performs one of my favorite miracles, a classic because
bad, inc by dianne borsenik I keep bad company my posse is wild at heart and hell bent for feathered quills and 96 percent bright