I had two coats on my car as I poured coffee down my throat after filling the tank. We stay more local now, with everything,  u...

You have received darkness in bags and in pieces the way people picked up coal near train tracks during The Great Depression ...

They say water and a priest was all she asked for that night she died, it’s a lie - I know she died alone, except for that horse she ...

This is the hard place of tepid light, smoking men seated shoulder to  shoulder— scarce inches  apart hunched over  it’s lunchtim...

Larry Rios—murderer and unrenowned Chicano poet—strives to pen the realest poem of all time. How to accomplish that? First, accept that 70...

Stephen’s everyone's friend. Stephen looks like Rob Halford, but it's ironic - his sociology friends laugh; Stephen - eating ...

                       You sent me your books in some childish attempt to impress me . Like some jilted lover who shows up at the bar w...