Number Two
“Ready to go?” Bork barks as he opens the back door. I am finishing a peanut butter and jelly sandwich
Experimental literature and art
“Ready to go?” Bork barks as he opens the back door. I am finishing a peanut butter and jelly sandwich
Candy Corona clenches her gut and clamps her lips as a droplet of saliva, caught between a breath and a
The Big Dumb Narcissist from Rockford, Michigan sizes up all the little wrongs to make right. He seizes upon a
“Those who make antithesis by forcing words are like those who make false windows for symmetry. Their rule is not
An old man, stooped and tottering through the snow. He holds his collar close. Stars twine his eyes and sicken
Though my teeth sit on the shelf behind the mirror and gravity has hammered my spine into an “S,” I
The following is a collection of snippets culled from a journal that remained unclaimed at a public library for many
“Did it seem like that the car that just passed did so with a sort of purposeless intent just to
“If you wanna live stop whining. Whaddaya wanna live for anyway? Your mother ain’t dyin’, and even if she wuz
Ralph received a C- from his 12th grade English teacher, Mr. Pinstikler, for ignoring Pinstikler’s warning to avoid using anecdotes