Monthly Archives: April 2009
Mockingbird Prayer
My father is lost in the desert. Is lost in the shadow of Christ. Is lying in a pool of his own piss on the men’s room floor in the bar at the bottom of the hill, and of course … Continue reading
Filed under Fiction
Ding Dong
Ding dong the witch is dead bitch must be contained she’s solely seen red her emotions are muddled unnerving and carving the cage for the smoke-sad canary bird that random broad existence is futile and with reptilian talons fingers piano … Continue reading
Filed under Poetry
