the neighbors are setting off fireworks the sky is farting national pride only it’s like the civil war it looks and feels like they’re firing them at each other my cat is scared under the couch the air tastes like sulfur the trees are blocking any view that might be pretty and they just keep going...
14,000 energy drinks can't be wrong the taste is mutant fruit by the 14,000th one today it's like drinking a flat soda can't think bumbling down the highway heart attacks in my chest weak without food caffeine crapped waterfall on the sunoco bathroom floor everything sticks out more than usual like the discount store owner statue's front teeth biting...
the thin film of my mouth on your cunt in a half-mile high toilet just to keep us going through an invisible security corridor from west to east notes of golden brown play easily as we fuck each other over and land in Berlin Templehof 1986 the airport border guards check that i'm some Persian-Irish renegade and you're my Meinhof-Dansk trophy halfway between Mujāhid-IRA and Danish Anarcho-Syndicalist that's...
while I waited for a connecting flight in the Lisbon airport I found myself seated opposite an elderly man in a red hat bearing, in bold script Hot Stuff he looked a bit timid air puffs foot shuffles the man’s eyes widened his lady returned from the loo she smiled coyishly at seated onlookers eyebrow raised yes, it’s true

Robert

My husband had no idea that he’d proposed. Nor I. We just suddenly found people turning up outside our home with salads. Sweetmeats. Kitchen appliances. We looked at each other, shrugged. “Do you think they mean to kill us?” “I’m not sure. It’s possible.”

creative writing 101

so anyway the students were hoping the prof would be stoned he was julie waznowski? “here” julie, do you write poetry while smoking pot? “I don’t know what to say” pass your sample poems to the front mark wimple! “here” mark, does your mother shave her pussy? “I don’t know what to say either” pass your poems to the front but I doubt you will be admitted sandra beach! “here” sandra, could...

a man gives himself

I a good talking to a man sees his reflection in the still water this is how you look to others a fish jumps this is how you look when you talk to yourself you crazy motherfucker II comeuppance a man takes himself out behind the woodshed cuts a switch from the peach tree that he planted to attract the girls & shouts, so you think you are so smart III a...

Reverse Rumi

Always live in regret. The past is ever present. There are no new days; you are the same person you were before. Believe that today will be no better than yesterday. It’s about looking down with despair and looking backward. Don't look for new opportunities that the Almighty has planned for you. Hardship disheartens, and does not...
Ten minutes into this interview, and my frayed sleeve is on full display, but not in a good way definitely not a hey, sailor-ish way, more, she has to stretch 50 dollars over 10 days. you raise your eyes and give a soft clearing of your throat, and if I were a New Orleans seagull, I would...

WHY ARE YOU SO FAT?

Wife smoked and drank hard cider while I got another headache on a smoggy sunday afternoon with the neighbors’ children screaming and banging on the wall. And the tape recorder had to be returned for warranty work because it was fucked up and wife’s Smith Corona typewriter was fucked up also again because everything we buy turns out...