Published: October 2, 2008   there is a sadness in the crackle of the 1920s in the desks we stood on and made our english teacher cry in a curtain call a sandpaper confusion that idles...

Published: August 28, 2008   Silent Monday. Silent Monday the windows wide gaping at april gray the night is young. So young so young the night is young and I am standing at my place. You...

Published: May 1, 2008   Mr. Defibrillator! CLEAR CLEAR CLEAR No work, low pay, no sleep, low head Slowly it breaks and slithers to a stop White flags waving from left and right...