She seduces him
with gab about speculative physics
and swirly mathematics.

She seduces him
with gab about speculative physics
and swirly mathematics.
After the no-hitter,
his life becomes a vague footnote to
those 27 outs.
He stopped torching
churches when he read his first haiku
collection by Basho.
“One step more
and you die,” she purrs, a glock
in her hand.
The deserted town
sits at the foot of a colossal dam
erected in 1964.
His love life
flounders as he spends all his time
buying foreclosed homes.
There’s talk about
starting a cable channel devoted exclusively to
covering American bloodbaths.