The scale trade emerged as a promising enterprise due to European demand for hats made from lake monster pelts. Two men established a mobile trading post. The H...
The musician at the deserted bar gets up to do his usual Sunday set from six p.m. to midnight. In his early 70s, he’s been doing this for the last 50 years, onl...
The snow
shoved off
by a plow
fills in the
ditch now,
over where I’d
seen a wild dog
sleeping for
weeks. On the
drive home the
night is dark like
sap...
holding my fate in both my hands
waiting for captain
waiting for orders
overboard i must and will be thrown
oh let me fly to my duties lord
revenants of ...
After Sonnet 59
William,
In this miracle composed of your frame,
I am here writing over your sonnet in spring 2022.
On my TikTok feed someone is trying to...
I. Adjustment Disorder
How is being well-adjusted not just settling at best
And lacking empathy at worst
Like those people who suddenly think
We all...
A carnival prize torn open in a field, little fuzzes everywhere. A concrete mixer on the back of a truck whirring lazily. A suboptimal play in a board game. A f...
I
Wanting
Spending
And nothing more
Cash in brown envelopes
At the end of evenings behind the bar
Spent on the other side of other bars
Clothes
Drinks...
What’s going to change in the next 10 years?
How will you use your gifts?
What choices will you make?
If we want to be understood,
maintain a firm grasp o...
The monkey alarm bangs its cymbals every morning at 6:30
for two and a half minutes straight. I walk to work
through a field of white picket fences and bo...
life’s a slowly winding
theme park line on a
warm, overcast day, but
just as you reach the front
the Earth implodes
and you don’t even
get a chance ...
there is music on speakers & there are birds chirping in trees & somewhere within these songs, amidst their inherent celebration, their borderline eupho...
Headline from National Public Radio // 3 March 2020
Buckshot with red spots, our world limps
into autumn. If I look at the map on the TV
close enough I can s...
For Daphne Blake, Scooby Doo (2002)
If I could wear
knee-high
purple boots
today I
would not
be the damsel
in distress
to my own
heartbeat. I’d
be a g...
Motels are made for poets. Or maybe they’re the result of a world without them. Creviced streams collecting leaves and remnants of gas station binges. Long crum...
I’m at the grocery store at eight in the morning because I hate being overstimulated. The people, the oversized carts, and the displays all get in the way of my...
I’m going
to write
a holy book
on waiting.
The first verse
on the seconds
between
not facing
and facing,
the second
on your
eyelid-dark
swing of hai...
The way Ben’s hand swept across JLo’s ass,
polishing her like a truck he’d just bought,
his skin smooth, his teeth spotlight white.
The JLo back then wore ne...
I once tumbled down two entire flights of stairs while exiting a Metromover station in Miami and no one offered to help me up. Before boarding the train today, ...
my new credit card arrives in the mail/I buy 3 bottles of dr teals bubble bath, the cannabis sativa edition/people laugh when I say I’ve only tried pot a few ti...
Soon, the canvas will siphon the city landscape
and pigment itself. On Sundays, I lip fossil fuels
for breakfast and toss its cartons in the toilet—
unflushe...
Not the Hi-C Orange Lava Burst version—
But the real deal 100% fruitless
kind they doled out in yellow Igloos on field day or
at your 7th grade dance where t...
The CDC says,
fully vaccinated people can kiss me on the forehead now.
The CDC says,
fully vaccinated people can find some really good leaves to look at,
...
I can still conjure the signature
scent of college, eau de
Febreeze. Several pumps
of parfum overlay on the way
to bacon and eggs to evaporate
reeking deci...
item a : holding oily bangs back while she vomits a coke and rum outside a shitty bar by campus
item b : skinny dipping in a river too frigid to feel
ite...