Browsing Category Fiction & Poetry

  • Fiction

    Lament

    Neither man screams. The only sound is the sound of a body breaking. These two have been playing this game for centuries.

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  • Poems

    Two Poems

    at dawn demons pour into / storm drains as bitter wine

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  • Fiction

    Rrrramona

    "Two days after she split with her boyfriend and moved in with three potential Craigslist killers, Ramona was invited to her boss’s house for dinner."

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  • Poems

    Three Poems

    What might Job have thought of the many doctors who, / when commanded by Franco’s men, took hundreds / of newborn babies from their mothers as they trembled

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  • Fiction

    Purification

    "They are beautiful, but she doesn’t touch them. She does not know if this is allowed."

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  • Poems

    Three Gunpoems

    (meanwhile) (my idol suggested we go someplace) / (so I cd show him my stretch-marks) (what did u call them) (the lion's miss-timed / leap

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  • Poems

    Three Poems

    The umbilical cord becomes a tender red S hanging out of the belly, / an incompleted television cable curling from your eaves.

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  • Fiction

    Birdspeak

    My mother once said you never have to lose if you choose your battles correctly. This was, of course, before she died and came to me in dreams.

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  • Poems

    assimilation

    the last flower i saw in south suicide / queens was on a little girl’s tee, a trio / of violets banged up with giddiness—

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  • Poems

    Two Poems

    A camera seals the riverboat Emeline into this very afternoon. / Small white triangles all over the Hudson.

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  • Fiction

    Requiem

    "When Nelson got arrested it was sad because he got the look. Nobody thought he'd get it either."

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  • Poems

    Three Poems

    We are under an upturned boat a keel of stars / just us and the other leaf eaters

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