Month: February 2010

chemical fortune teller

chemical fortune teller

I am boneless a widows arm a fault for falling. Uncovered a medic’s daughter centered in the quarry coughed up salt on her palm to take the future from her lips. Hitch the volt onto the stitch anchor the fold, sway the head close this 

The day I heard the bonus figures.

The day I heard the bonus figures.

Monday, cold. Dirty salt and beaten newsprint pressed into slick ice, an empty bottle of Budweiser unbroken and clean on the sidewalk lolling on its circumference in the wind. I am truly here today, standing among narrow rows of cast offs. Walking with a long-sleeve