The day I lost my virginity. The juke box at the Frontier Room. Crawling along the rails, slumped, unconscious, fetal-curled in a...

A woman walks out of the darkness and flames, and speaks in a voice I feel in my body rather than hear. I don't care if it scars, or...

Slipping into the wallpaper is easy – Just drop the avant-garde citations Like those elite palates That suddenly find canned tuna...

Maybelle said, “Spaniard, you should start selling wigs door to door, I know ladies that love fake hair. You could come to my domino and...

Worry, is what she does, as she tucks away her charms. There is no time left between her and the sky. They have become one and the same....