Memoir of a Barbed Wire Fence
An Excerpt
One Halloween Mom sewed Joey’s costume on her black and yellow painted Singer home sewing machine. Joey wanted to be Dorothy and I did too.
Both of you can’t be Dorothy, Mom said.
Why
Works of Mercy
42opus 6 August 2007 | Vol. 7, No. 2
I.
The fisherman threatens to climb philodendrons with daisy cutters. Threatens to mount his motorbike barebacked. Ursula emerges from behind stacked bricks. Like hyenas they thrash in ghetto-
Why?
42opus 2 August 2007 | Vol. 7, No. 2
Because his penis was there in my hand as a butter knife would have been in my hand if I was about to butter bread. I wasn't about to butter bread or say no but I was happy nonetheless. It was a
In Toto
42opus 13 November 2005 | Vol. 5, No. 3
Armistice: I paid for the canopy. You paid for the rubberized pizza.
Baseline: Fecund and flippant for sonar, my convalescent lips laced you.
Casual: in salamander chaps.
Darling: It was
The Exegesis of Grease, the Soundtrack
Lodestar Quarterly Issue 14 • Summer 2005
In '78 [I fell in love with a mechanic] :: grease was the word.
Now I wonder what was the point of my virginity, that filthy word.
Violets, leather jackets, milkshakes, Lightnin'. Please, I