Hound Dog Blues

In October, the dullest month of all, two rapists escaped from Sugarloaf Detention Center. The dogs tracked them through Miller's Farm, through pumpkins large as toddlers, through the discarded rubbers of puerile lovers in another road-side field, and finally into my crop of secluded grain. Pheasant swarmed like maudlin incubi at the sight of them, … Continue reading Hound Dog Blues


Emotion Interstellar

The Earth is not enough for this, the smoldering thing without mass, with the closest in nature being buds that break open their own lips to show a flesh indescribable. In the earliest, aching days of forming this cracked dirt, these seas boiling with tender expulsion, magma squeezed toward air, the massive rock quaked daily … Continue reading Emotion Interstellar