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Craig Rodgers Interview
The following is an interview with writer Craig Rodgers.
Guided Meditation W/ Space Drug / Over a Vat of Acid
Down in the hollow, there are fifteen families, each of them in homesteads along the river in various states of disrepair.
Hammer
Taste of new moon—creamy, cellophane-tinfoil shiny
We Called Them Helicopters
Headhunters mock us from the pass above.
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.
The Home Front
The dimly lit figure raised its arm, holding an iron shaft, and Collin shot him twice.
Skyway Hunter
I saw so much death after they took you, my love.
The Deluge After the Ice
It was the witching hour, too late to be night yet too early to be morning.
Checked Out
Todd sat behind the counter of the Days Inn on a dreary, drizzly winter afternoon checking the night log.
Love Shack (Cuckoo)
David feels good today.