My sister’s girlfriend’s grandmother’s apartment building has a lot of signs on it telling me my truck’s parked illegally. No sign of my sister or her girlfriend. The clock in the dash says they’re twenty-three minutes late. My brain says… Continue Reading

Hot Rod

fast and furious archangel in paint and chrome brings me home — purring megaphonious, combusting with sav and sap that i glimpse peeking into warm grill chintz — then she lifts her corset bonnet and lets me touch her glinting… Continue Reading