Winter 2018
Not Tall Enough To Reach
God gets heavy-handed with his realm when what he loves Breaks open. It might have been an accident, but as he flicked his Paper-football sun in between the narrow concrete streets to watch it Bounce on and off the mirrors we have built around us like a box, Its cardboard body missed a turn and… Read More Not Tall Enough To Reach
It Fogged the Ziploc
When I was twenty-seven years old, I applied to be a City Carrier for the United States Postal Service, ZIP 94027. My parents disapproved. They felt I was throwing away my God given talents, the years of law school that I’d already completed, the tuition they’d already paid. They said that they would support me—at… Read More It Fogged the Ziploc
Musings of a perplexed blackmillenial
Good afternoon and welcome back to F U C K radio At F U C K radio we aim to provide the most satisfying content pleasurable to your ears Today’s segment is entitled Musings of a perplexed black millennial Remember when Jericho couldn’t be conquered? Occupation creeps on ya like that. THIS WILL BE NEEDED… Read More Musings of a perplexed blackmillenial
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Girl: says “Columbus” but no, that’s not where she was born,    she’s only been there since she was five,    closes her eyes and feels the gridwork of the city,    but is quick to check that it isn’t veins on the back of her hands,    stomach lurches with the roll of the fields outside her home,… Read More girl: boy: they: them:
Tantalizing Paradise
Lingering      fugitives,          let us choose       our tortures        and    invented torments.       the gorgeous            kings        sat, raised                   from despair beyond insatiate,                    displayed        beside                     their             unenvied thrones,        the highest places        where there is        no         portion … Read More Tantalizing Paradise
