Monthly Archives: August 2014

The Beach

I couldn’t write because I couldn’t drink. So I went to the beach to watch the ocean demonstrate how little of a fuck it gave for everything but the tide. I brought a book of poems by a writer who … Continue reading

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Diamonds

Drown her in Tiffany diamonds and use the white ribbon that wraps the box to tie her wrists.

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What the Fuck?

What the fuck Am I to do When the night is so hot That the air becomes soup And the cats conquer all the cool spaces on the floor? The fridge is full of cold beer and a promiscuous bottle … Continue reading

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Two Women Reading Lolita

1. She consumes black coffee and ravages the pages of her copy of Lolita; they snap and crack under her fingers as if they were made of flypaper instead of paperback stock. She’s at work, but doesn’t care for the … Continue reading

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