Popcorn Tigers by Shawn Misener There are so many couches. They stretch to the horizon, and for a moment I…
The Sad Sad Cows by Shawn Misener I've decided that the perfect post-apocalyptic food is cereal slathered in creamy, slow-motion…
Witness (The Creeping Anxiety of Babies and Dogs) by Shawn Misener I stand before you today as a witness to…
Her Head Sounserals Away by Shawn Misener He screws on his hat until it clicks into place. His child's head…
Catch-539 by Shawn Misener He liked to imagine that his skin was made of glass and never to be touched.…
The Dough Boy by Shawn Misener The Dough Boy scrambled across the table giggling and squealing and knocking over wine…
33 by Shawn Misener Instead of careening into a mid-life crisis I found myself thinned out and spiraling through a…
Wildebeest (Panic Attack) by shawn misener In this rain slanted sideways all people wash out the same wet shadows losing…
Charles Bronson by shawn misener Blue mushroom smoke echoes from Charles Bronson's head steadily pumping the doobie he leans over…
gunter grass by shawn misener Behind the soap company rested a toad named Gunter Grass he was a goddamned giant…