Monthly Archives: March 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 … Continue reading

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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 … Continue reading

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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 … Continue reading

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afraid of sleeping

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

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