Cheap in the Soviet Union, Dedushka would bring it for my mother to eat with bread. No sauce needed, its salty skin enough to…
I’ve observed you sized you up selected you from the tangle. Now my fingers pry your underside and I rip you open with a…
It’s not just the absence of war, Scott said, but Hemingway had the last word, and for decades driving an ambulance in Europe in…
You flay its skin. You roll the pit in your mouth. You swat the swarm. Your blood and calamine stain your clothes, your collarbone.…
Stars, cigarettes bright, oblivious to the dawn, the dew, the ground damp beside you; enfold in crook and sweat and slough. I breathe and…
after Wisława Szymborska I prefer black tea. I prefer the green olives. I prefer depth to shoreline, the marshlands to the safety of the…
Nothing’s open here at 2 a.m. except the Waffle House on the edge of town. Cigarette smoke wrapped in fried-egg-smell smacks me in the…
She decides that we need to celebrate, takes me to buy shoes: black suede ballerina flats to show off the high arch of my…
I told my friend the reason I don’t go to therapy: I would lie to any therapist and adjust my problems according to what…