Monthly Archives: February 2013

Milton mumbles

Milton mumbles his muttering shuffles the papers, stuttering while office space is shrinking move his desk one more time he’s quitting   he used to be over by the window and the squirrels got married outside they moved Milt’s desk four times … Continue reading

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Under Sky

Clem Potts licked his cracked lips and swallowed at the rippling sky. Today his desert sky was a giant umbrella of liquid blue, like a lake turned upside down. Empty of flying fish and swimming birds, it was just blue empty. Clem shrugged off the crazy thoughts and looked … Continue reading

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excerpt from The Rockwells

Brack was giving cover with the .50 caliber. Smitty and Irwin chucked a couple of grenades. When Rock stood up with that smoke in his mouth and the tommy gun blazing at his hip, he looked like a khaki god. His expression … Continue reading

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I got a bone to pick

I got a bone to pick with you I got a problem with you, D I got a bone to pick with you that’s my problem, see? my bone with you is my problem and it’s just that—   I … Continue reading

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Series 500

Series 500 genuine leather cracked and scarred never better four seventy-five in ’72 the brown is brassy and cool like you   wide collar worn with seventies superfly sideburns the western yoke on his back spending commissions he has earned he sure has got a … Continue reading

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ode to Moore

romancing my stones busy bones? ego voice it’s your choice monkey mind just be kind dominant role is a lost soul open that Pandora’s Box no protection paradox desire, joy swimming coy possibility originality narrow expectations existential complications external life … Continue reading

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slim jim rockers

rock ‘n rollers are all so slim jim phantom they can wear those flower shirts and tightee tees long hair rebs grinding their axes   slim jim rockers they howl like anorexic banshees and croon at the moon with cucumber crotches   … Continue reading

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It to a bit

It to a bit celebs on the out they had that hit where are they now? where did they go? enquiring minds just want to know   Jamie is a stay-at-home mom Danny tried theater that was a bomb Vanilla … Continue reading

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