He weeps with
joy as he pulls the blade across
his own throat.
Want to Be
•March 28, 2008 • Leave a CommentThe little girls
line up along the blue line, waiting
for their implants.
Suppress Your Cruelty (Hardware)
•March 28, 2008 • Leave a CommentCaveman brain urges
us to kill, and our nature often slips
out of control.
Blood-Soaked Sponge (Ring Cycle)
•March 28, 2008 • Leave a CommentThe cut man
works fast to save his face, in
the contender’s corner.
Ripped Out
•March 28, 2008 • Leave a CommentHe waits for
the bus that will take him to the
neon-lit surgicenter.
Skating the Crick
•March 28, 2008 • Leave a CommentThe ice is
thick, so we skate the crick down
to Lake Michigan.
Her Belly
•March 28, 2008 • Leave a CommentHer belly commands
his attention like nothing else left on
the heaving planet.
Keychain Gun
•March 28, 2008 • Leave a CommentShe inherits her
father’s keychain gun factory in a
dark Chinatown basement.
Eye Cart on Folsom (The Suitcase Bomb Poem)
•March 28, 2008 • Leave a CommentFlirty Russian girls
sell eyes from pushcarts in the hazy
San Francisco dawn.
Realization: Taken By the Grifter
•March 28, 2008 • Leave a CommentIt slowly dawns
on her, a warm horror, moving slowly
through her body.
