The Best Lie I Can Think Of Jay Passer

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

For Barbara Howie Good

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...

Becoming Wallpaper... Feby Joseph

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

Licking the Stripper Pole Catfish McDaris

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...