Experimental & Hybrids

how do we continue using words when numbers accumulate what does it mean to say it is just a number if you stand in the field behind the house there are no shadow steps there is no ghost chimney yet …

My mother fears a) having been named for the devil or b) believing that she was. She angers when people joke about it, hates the idea that her own parent saw a sixth infant as the curse of a foreboding …

Dear B. Lately I’ve been craving black tea and blood oranges. Lately I’ve been thinking about thinking and about apostrophe and what comes after the epistolary form ends. Of course. I’m certain. You’ve been thinking too. Probably. About the way …

Dear B. ‘I received your letter yesterday about the time the doorknob broke’ ‘the beautiful uncut hair of graves’ the carpenter ants guarding the heavy headed peonies and the eternal labor of grief. It’s April again and you are still …

Dear B. After yesterday’s cleaving I bought a lottery ticket from a gas station off the highway not the interstate on the highway you know the one with the statue of the sinister bright green dinosaur kids always want to …

I’m colorful, except for my black and white thinking. I have no idea why night is so dark. You’d think it would be more careful. Yesterday evening, I dreamt of you in broad daylight. Thank goodness for the interchangeable parts, …

1. Gather the cupcakes you saved over the last ten years. 2. Crumble cupcakes in bowl. 3. Use stiff brush to mix, lightly, with three cans of Bud (not Light). 4. Distribute mixture into ramekins. 5. Heat in microwave. 6. …

So you didn’t win Best Director. It went to John Depreción. Of course, it went to him. He directed The Dupe Journal and Wheels! He’s the founder of Other Fish in the Sea Productions, has been called the Walt Disney …

I remember when you and I checked groceries at Publix and you had lost all your black thread so you’d sewn your buttons back on with pink and it didn’t match against that ugly lime green uniform. I prodded you …

Like darkness, a person is composed of what they aren’t. This winter, the Beach Boys plan to ice skate, just like they did last summer. I’m taller whenever I stand next to a crowded mini-bar. I started to feel guilty …