Is this the house that my father bought, on credit, from the First National Bank of Boston (which begat Bank of Boston, who seduced BayBank, and begat BankBoston, who then was raped by Fleet, who had also taken Shawmut, and they begat FleetBoston Financial, who ravaged Summit when it brought troops to Boston, before the … Continue reading Debt Before Dinner
When she saw the shelf, Baubles and rivaling books Sharing space with dust and staff notes, Aeneas yielding to Winnie Pooh, She grabbed the boy she'd grabbed from space. From that place. Her stand, her stance, a drive and in time Towards Jurassic coasts, Far from a modern memories, Where doctors hurt, and strawmen lurk. … Continue reading She Drove to Devon
What was it she said, when the black rains came down? “That all the flowers are wilted, dead and the factory wears a conqueror’s crown.” Now she lives in dry deserts where cacti blossom, and nothing hurts.
On the porch, where the air won't move. Wet, heavy, a thickness one must swim through. I turned to you, slowly, so nearly dead, the water the air blurring you. "Are you a barrelfish?" Atmospheric perturbations x-raying the best of us. No even an angelfish, possibly a flounder. But lighting made it all majestic, and … Continue reading A Lot of Glass
The Eggman worked the corner of Zelda and Alley-way. He'd had tricks up he sleeves, once. Tricks to make his rodents dance. No more. No more dancing the pixel - or the hatcha-hatcha, or chase. No more chase. I peeped out my window every day at him, Watched him work the kids: "Hey! Wanna see … Continue reading Boy Wonder