Entries from March 2009

March 22, 2009

step sitting

outside my apartment building there’s a rusting schoolyard filled with screaming children institutionalized citizens of ambivalent futures at night, before yard lights blink out, pick-up games of basketball dissolve into forest fires and fist fights late Saturday, almost Sunday morning white kids, from popular addresses, drive BMWs and Range Rovers to this burning side of [...]

March 16, 2009

Weird and Fat (Excerpt)

Once in a great while, I will have a dream about Tom Stucker. I cherish those times since they are so fleeting. One night last week, the sky still black, I woke up needing to pee, but then I fell back into a deep sleep, and dreamt that Tom was unloading a minivan at the [...]

March 8, 2009

Dialing

We have respectfully taken Rick Marlatt’s wonderful poem down for the time being due to complications with his work place’s web content rules. We at Whistling Fire would like to thank Rick for his sharing his work with us and for his continued support of our site.  You can find more of Rick’s poetry in [...]

March 5, 2009

afraid of sleeping

and my daughter is still eight
there’s so much left to do