Maxwell Surely Sr. comes into the farmhouse on Old Stopgap and stomps the late November snow from his boots. Take them off,
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a chaplain’s assistant writes haiku 1. A canteen of wine and a bag of Wonder bread. “Have gun, have chapel.” 2. Like
The summer after I turned twelve, my brothers and I were coinslot rats at the boardwalk arcade. Mom and Dad packed up
Born in a wide & lonely field, O’Hare was reared by Old Man Winter, cruel bastard who never gave his boy gruel
Dilation: 2 cm. It begins with a swell of pain in the night. My belly huge and heavy. A push and a
Don’t Forget You’re Bohemian, Lover Boy I wasn’t there when your cracking foundation first got laid, but I helped you paint over
The police bulletin warned: Presumed unstable. Approach with caution. But the girl didn’t have the look of a criminal. She was early-college
We’re halfway across the High Desert on our way to get a pooka when I finally see one of the fissures—just past
On Wrangel Island, a small patch of tundra between Alaska and Siberia, woolly mammoths survived six thousand years after the rest of