Familiar Smell in Someone Else’s Kitchen by Pat A Physics Angry at the ground kind of it’s fault if it disappeared into a grain of
No Telegrams by Pat A Physics Fan-mail in the last day or two has been scarce for Betty. She used to get it, without fail,
Do I Look Older? by Pat A Physics “How old are you?” asked a little girl with a head the size of a small watermelon.
Haunted Terrain Park by Pat A Physics Fir trees were turning and vanishing through the sides of my head.Â My sled was off the ground
Static Six by Pat A Physics I caught myself staring into television snow and hoping for contact with the supernatural world. I sat crosslegged in
Hello Hello Hello by Pat A Physics Seeping through my heart is a sick propensity to want you in lust. It can never be. The
Movie by Pat A Physics When you have gone to the movie almost every day for a year, and the concessions girl knows your first
Dirty Drink by Pat A Physics Everyone was shouting for me to ride the pony, but I was too busy with my new found elixir.
Stuff of Earth by Pat A Physics Stuff of earth creating free basements in which to improvise movements of practical application. There is a good
White Vest by Pat A Physics The vest felt tight on my back.Â I wanted to take it off, but for some reason, I knew