The man and the woman ate dinner together as they did most nights. It had become a habit over the years, back when they had children. Their lives were busy yet they always found time for one…

and like the want of weather, we walk away or come close

Sometimes cats had to die or dogs

The bar was dark and a little dirty, and that suited Splinker's mood just fine.

When you need a vacation...from everything.

a mere forty years/and maybe you become twelve,/maybe sixty-three.

you kissed me, once,/ kindergarten, recall--/ behind my ear./ called/ 'bee sting'

Macro-Microbe parked his car and proceeded on foot, which was a misnomer because he had no feet. Typical for Manhattan, no one gave him a second glance except for a homeless woman who tried to sell him hand-sanitizer. Macro-Microbe locomoted himself insid

It's that day in July when you feel really bummed because you can't find your favorite white sleeveless shirt that you wear on the hottest days of the yea

you are a necessary exercise in futility

Every day, a fresh new/ strain of Hell reveals itself

You borrow words from platforms you could never build Borrow morals from a party gone sour

The questions piled up so high I thought I'd neverget through the door.The ease of alcohol, the incline of submission. Guttural sounds and spittle.Wipe down the morning afterwith a shower.Redress in last night's clothes.There's coffee if you want it.Sincerity too -no,…

Once, in the past or future, but definitely not in the present, I worked as a transportation minister for a friendly dictator, whose name was neither Hitler, nor Stalin, nor Kim Jong-Un, but whose mustache was toothbrush, whose smile was sardonic to the p

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