She comes downstairs smelling of woodsmoke and pine, hair a gilded knot, hands flying up like two startled birds when she lays eyes on me. I’m only here by folly,…
It was a strange place, the territory I found myself in after hearing This mall is a faggot-free zone through the mounted megaphone of a passing pick-up. Like a faerytale,…
I dream of a girl with copper coins covering her eyes. She flies over hard packed snow in a sleigh pulled not by horses, but swirls of snowflakes that take…
No one believed the child. They say there’s a sucker born every minute, but in fact four people come squalling into the world every second of the day, each and…
You left there in old age A snow ball off the slope Heard a bus to heaven (or to hell) Heard a field without any crop growing there Which may…
On that spit of sea-spying land Alexander the Great claimed and named as his own, war finally forced itself like a sick lover. My father would hurry my French stepmother…
Once and many times, there lived a man who, devoting himself to beauty, swore that he would take no wife unless she was as beautiful as a rose. Finding no…
He touches the nape of her neck and undoes the clasp of her bra, breaks the lock, and rescues her over and over. He pulls her yellow hair from her…
I began to pierce the skin below my waist, slowly, the needle, looped with locks of my red hair, Stitch. Sew. Thigh by thigh. Magic isn’t something you can give…
Bodies have been sprouting from the groves for years, pale flowers breaking under the face of the moon, stretching mangled limbs toward the pine barrens and the sea. Her hair…
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