Fiction & Poetry
Category[Some random American candids]
Oops,
he caught Me,
while I sat,
parallel to them,
in the low light
fully charged.
“I’ve already told someone,” he said
“Everyone knows what You’re doing here.
The White House at Night
The following piece provides a rare glimpse into an average night in the Trump White House. Everything that follows is based on interviews with anonymous sources, and, while so
Tales of the Bus Driver: Embedding With the 999th
The war is on in Heaven, as Loyalist cherubics, still-hopeful divine servants of an absent God, fight with the Rebellion, those among the host who are convinced that Her sabbatical
Lifelike
According to the Choir of Numerals, roughly 27% of all melkrinians have personal internet access, the majority of them hailing from countries where literacy is decriminalized. Dra
Autassassinophile
Ghost virgin lying horizontal on the train tracks
Sweet Brown background bickers over syntax
Call, that would catch them; hands dusted in gutter glitter
So instead they specul
The Eekology of Muckrakers
69 in ’68 (Or: Hard Times for Black Boys)
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I let his cum settle on my tongue, but all I could taste was ash.
“Come on Chip,” I thought. “You’re a sommelier. Savor this.”
I let the jism congeal a bit, and then
OAKLAND FIRE CODE
by W. H Duryea & E.E. COLI
Dedicated to the victims of the Oakland warehouse fire, emergency responders, and Wallace Stevens.
101.2. Scope.
This code
establishes
regulatio
4 Poems on Stasis
Operation Ranch Hand
My desktop is a photograph
of a Vietnamese river delta,
post-Agent Orange.
The landscape has been
meticulously defoliated.
It is barren.
In the gr
Haunted Harambe: A Millennial Ghost Story
“I have a friend who saw his ghost.”
“Whose ghost?”
“Harambe’s.”
“You have a friend who saw the ghost of a dead gorilla?”
“Well, felt his ghost anyway. Fe