Monthly Archives: February 2025

Dust Up at the Ponies So she’s says to him, “when I was younger and finally got a prescription for Prozac and Lithium I thought my life was finally pivoting.”  He was nonplussed. He’d been talking about the horses and … Continue reading →

on edge and impudent convincing a dogfight-like statistic mesmerizinginfantilizing possessive of thee individualiston edge and impudenttwo young woodlouse butcherssewing odd pieces of wax paper —caring for a rusted motorboat —no skippers at any of these helms! tinctures resembling continental platesshifting … Continue reading →

At the end of the film I’m on my back staring at the night sky… The man who helped me is lying nearby—his mouth bloody… We’re lost in a thick fog of tear gas—the sky disappears above us—the occupation failed… … Continue reading →

magma burbling the two of us, rotation brain / you rouse / you were special to me from the very bell / there’s a sour acronym-feel that plunges through my mind about your pumped-up stopover / like a magma burbling … Continue reading →

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week . . . the fact that the stuff people think up to do to each other . . .  — Lucy Ellmann / Ducks, Newburyport  Hitler looked ahead to the next Reichstag elections with … Continue reading →

Ex-Postmistress Wimple Pusher My audit was like a badly tuned early 1970’s tempo whose piggedness and sovereign chauvinism was detuning and attenuating, and my faux chest hairs were on the ropes again moving the affiliate antihero about trying to get … Continue reading →