This excerpt from A RAFT MANIFEST is reprinted courtesy of Calamari Archive In the wake of THE BECOMING […]
Category Archive: Experimental prose and Poetry
I think you’re either bipolar or three different people… CONTINUE READING — OPENS PDF FILE A different version of […]
(a poem for Wynne, Arkansas after C.L. Bledsoe) There are bank parking lots full of kids with Papaw’s […]
For the King’s convenience, the temperature. Is lower. Today you can join the free. CONTINUE READING — OPENS […]
The Discovery of Juliet Apparently Lifeless sweat whipped frozen to her temple and laced her brow tho earlier […]
England “It is not en on any map; true places never are.”― Herman Melville, Moby-Dick [CONTINUE READING — […]
Lights off and a sad artist saying be kind, let me drown. I knew it was your hand […]
Untitled Film Flyover of the huntsman, crouched brutally on the outcropping, looking small with his hands invisible in […]
Ode to DLR You and I should meet on air, in these whirling hyperloop palaces of all burnished […]
We are all damaged, it seems. In a committee meeting, a veteran who walks with two canes and […]