Kikkoman
Kikkoman by Pat A Physics All snow can grab your energy, your sound, your smell, your thoughts, your color, your movements, your observations and never
Kikkoman by Pat A Physics All snow can grab your energy, your sound, your smell, your thoughts, your color, your movements, your observations and never
Every Moment by Pat A Physics Stammering into the microphone, the scarecrow mannequin version of you spits hay dribbling down like zebra stripes. The audience
Worldly Ambassadors by Pat A Physics “There is very little time,” she entoned. “Yeah,” I half laughed half said. “These are what you need to
Dream Plated Towne by Pat A Physics It is so good, the things we dream in our perfect leisure towns that haven’t broken under terrible
Loony by Pat A Physics Interview in a meatlocker with trolley rails on the ceilings makes my breath visible. We have frost bitten coughing fits
Bared Nemesis by Pat A Physics Upside down, in a time capsule, forgotten, we journey through the creases of private, yellowing love letters. Tobogganing between
Place and Body by Pat A Physics Return to where you grew up and find it changed. She’s a cocktail waitress at a chain-chicken-wing pub
Skies Command the Ego Dogs by Pat A Physics At night, the machine sleeps insect sleep with the crushed tablet in its water tube attachments.
Auntie Loach by Pat A Physics I used to fly with my aunt places. But she passed away and now I fly alone. She would
Feral Charms by Pat A Physics There are two ghosts and a banshee in a foyer perspiring spirit sweat into an old grey couch. Since