Around Town

I do not remember whereThe small town detectiveSat down with meTo take my statement These are the kinds of memoriesOur brains just can't hold on toThough, I do...

Blonde Hair Hides as much as Killed Stories No one comes over and you imagine yourself some squeaky clean museumwith the floors waxed nightly out of their less...

The Thing about Mornings I’ll never forget We slept Splayed on memorial benches

Sea Monster A secret: all the oceans are one oceanAnd the ocean looks the same everywhere.Nevertheless, let us praise the...

Neoplasm Sounds like an art movement --Neoclassicism, for example. But this is no art form.This is a biosphere of portentous possibilities. Tubular, twistedand prickly papilla what sculpted youinto these neon lesions? what...