New Rochellewheresoever that road bends by that farm we go not that way our mothers say wheresoever he may walk turn him to hell and head home
Who's in Charge?The photo slides out of the envelope first. Its edges are worn from age, a thumbtack hole in the top right corner. The colors are muted...
Faux Fur Couch scrolling in Seattle the summer of 2018, I stopped at a post from Hey Alma, a Jewish and feminist online magazine, in which a woman...
The Detective in the FrameWhen he wakes up she’s there: the girl who always gets it in this story, sprawled on the bed or floor in an incriminating manner...
A Short History of My Reign: IIAn insight into the mayhem surrounding my descent can be derived from a high resolution photo of my corpse reconstructed by court...
The Indiana Jones World Adventure TourBefore our whip lesson in Utah, at Arches National Park, David Clockodile—the short, stocky man who'd been running The Indiana Jones...
Rabbit/CoyoteI remember during those Vietnam years how a lot of things had become easy that had been a problem before. In most particular, it was...
First Day of School at CMII submit poems to seven places say hi to Anna who found a place near Brandon see the broken pieces of turtle shell my husband found...
Johannesburg, 1955Not African, this heat to us, just something that we fled. Any pool would do: strangers’, owners overseas. We swarmed...