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Shells

Shells

This place is simply used. Like a shell, our cosmic bastion has run dry of the things we need to survive. The future we feared is present and simultaneously future as well. It seems a disgrace that we could call such a place home.     Strewn about, there are hollowed shells of bullets and […]

Witch of Newdath

Witch of Newdath

First week in Newdath and standing in line at the Mini-Discount. I can afford two bowls of instant noodles, I have change for three, but tax here is unnatural. This guy, something particularly broken in his bobble-eyed stare, keeps cutting in front of me and asking about a Briny’s Brand canned fish that was in […]

Closure

Closure

“The lamb gaped its lower jaw slackly over the unsuspecting children to vomit on them its bad luck.” –M. John Harrison, The Luck in the Head.   The knapsack is swollen, sopping. Its cornucopia? The heads of secrets that could not keep. You can count them twice but you’ll only need to count them once, […]

Pablo’s Prayer

Pablo’s Prayer

My father was a thesaurus and my mother a dictionary. I spilled from their pages with all their words and the words of my ancestors in an inky black soup of memory and meaning, most of which I still don’t understand. She: Words have specific definition and structure, black and white. There are rules which […]

The Time to Die

The Time to Die

It is found in the dim light of five a.m. that men make shields out of starving oak. That boxes marked “fragile” remain unpacked. That clouds move seamlessly through hilltops and groves of orange trees and don’t ever, ever stop. It is found that I am not yet dead, pray no man test. For I […]

Hell is White

Hell is White

No neo-golden disguises here, you know this much. You’re silverish. If these were such sweet crimes, nobody could see it entirely. Creeping centrifuge robbery, ‘round every corner here or there. Sticks bundled with twine inside lockets intended to keep even the toughest men held tight. You check in, providing solitude, peddling course veins grown-old of […]

Love

They said nobody can love you like god can love you but how can someone know what love is if it can only be above you I think I seen it today coming in different ways I don’t think it offends god when I say I think I seen something like it when these people […]

Mary Jane

It was two in the morning and the streets were empty when we set out from Dan’s garage.  It had been in the plans for weeks, months maybe, but tonight it was actually going to happen.  That doesn’t even count my dreams.  I had been dreaming about it for years, even before I knew what […]

Kate Burkhardt Drawings

Kate Burkhardt Drawings

   

How I Love You Can Be Said

How I Love You Can Be Said

Allie props her feet up on the dashboard as Laz hits the gas hard down the Interstate; they’ve been traveling along the blinding sun for five hours. Allie’s head throbs. The whole car’s filled with stale air and the smell of rotting fruit, intermingled with the smell of bile that’s been creeping up for the […]

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