Fiction & Poetry
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GIRLS IN BIKINIS ON ROLLER SKATES IN OUTER SPACE VERSUS BIKINI GIRLS WITH MACHINE GUNS
Strike team on deck booting up. This is it, ladies.
Three Poems
I hatched from a leather reptile-style egg just to grow envious of the gelatinous eggs of neighbor amphibians.
Cohortage
I’d heard the rumor about the woman who cussed you out if you called her.
Johnny had a dream about the devil
I am at the Walmart
and I feel dead
From Form
Living indifferent.
Another harmless genocide:
something small, something large, something spurious
Tryouts
Tentacles, once fingers, squirm madly from my left hand.
First Contact
Narian is alright, for an alien.
Arrythmia
Even before I started charging whatever I could get away with, I dated a man who liked to hurt me during sex.
thousandyardstare
In a skirmish line, the squad runs around the wire of the base. We will get gassed today.
All my lovers are junkies
Kenny comes down like a kite wrestling the wind, leaping from gust to gust, pushing skyward against the inevitable fall to earth, but always with an eye to the ground, looking for that patch of grass, a soft landing instead of concrete. Even an astronaut succumbs to gravity sometimes.