Another Tuesday Night Jam
Photo by Donny Jiang on Unsplash by Jess Golden Over at The Elephant, ten dollar entrance fee, floor sticky as a gumdrop, a basementful of
Photo by Donny Jiang on Unsplash by Jess Golden Over at The Elephant, ten dollar entrance fee, floor sticky as a gumdrop, a basementful of
Photo by Dan Meyers on Unsplash by Phebe Jewell The dead man can’t be bothered to show at his funeral. Sure, they’ll put
Photo by Sheila Swayze on Unsplash by Guy Biederman You open the curtains and two quarter horses are waiting for you, staring at
Photo by Jsme MILA by Guy Biederman “If you can’t smoke in heaven, I’m not going,” she says. “Maybe there’s
Photo by Anete Lusina/pexel.com by Guy Biederman We’re ordering in medicinals, flipping through Netflix, and munching on pizza. A hint
Photo by Ayyeee Ayyeee/pexel.com by Nora Nadjarian Early that morning we entered the pasticceria next to the bus stop and pointed at
Photo by Freepix by Pat Foran I am not afraid, she said. I am not fantasy bonded (fantasy my ass),
Photo by Unsplash+ by Kathryn Silver-Hajo You must’ve stretched, yawned, rolled over on your mat before grasping the cord, toppling the
by Kip Knott My reflection holds a mirror up to me so I may see myself for myself. He looks
Photo: Getty Images by Karen Crawford Maybe you were flying, flying when we met. I was looking up at an
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