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Cantankerous Tankas

I attended an excellent Tanka workshop with Genie Nakano and I fell in love with the Tanka format. I adore Tankas. My new writing thrill. I am having fun with them. To that end, I asked a few choice friends … Continue reading

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Actuality Film: 9/11

ROTAS Tuesday, dark before dawn, September, Rachel left her essence on my bed. Shoes, my shoe size has not changed, St. Agnes. This morning I sat on the side of my bed scratching my Tycho Brahe nose, sniffling and shaking … Continue reading

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With Girlfriends Like These

Historically humans can be known by their latrines, traced by the detritus in their wake, Calomel at abandoned campsites, Dr. Rush’s little pills. Fish, eggs, garlic, the homeless in the dumpsters, about as obnoxious as Fordyce spots. Mithras wearing surgical … Continue reading

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Hello

Hello, another funeral, another trip home. When the clouds part and the plane dips north to south, like it always does, I see that shoreline creeping over to that crooked finger in the distance. I have to steel myself and … Continue reading

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Six Faces

I live in a miasma of ashes and the haze of Southern Comfort, speaking molasses, stuck in sorghum, and the only sweetness in this life was watching her smoke Newport Lights out of the hexahedron. The tiled table top holds … Continue reading

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Finger Bitten by a Lizard

On one of my dying days of gardening, a common garter snake crawled down my red mulberry bush. I was puzzled by his beauty, his translucent amber head, underside celeste. He sniffed the air with his tongue, headed towards me … Continue reading

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Umbra Mortis

Afflicted with this listless death, I perform my arduous labors like any other toilsome work, drive defensively and eat my $15 dollar dinners alone. Wearisome days with a pinch of port, forget to vacuum until the ceiling fan begins to … Continue reading

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Point Blank Supernova

The Sun expanded into a huge giant red star and pulverized the Earth whole into dust. Jupiter drifted away and pulled most of the known asteroids out of orbit. We are all floundering out of orbit. Rachel raced north next … Continue reading

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Elliot’s Hatred

Elliot boiled with hatred. He took walks all around Canoga Park feeling angry and hateful towards the world. “I continued going on my usual long walks every day, feeling angry and hateful towards the world.” His parents separated and divorced. … Continue reading

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Groom of the King’s Close Stool

My throat, grimy as the 101, every day I swallow every car on this grimy expressway heading home, step over the grime and dirt of my carpet floor. My heart broke a long time ago, my vacuum only about a … Continue reading

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