Torsade Literary Space Lie of a Lucky Meeting
lie of a lucky meeting when the banqueters were invited to the theatre the room reminiscent in décor wallboard smoked-white studded each six feet with phone jacks cardboard curtains stiff-flocked as a Christmas box of Scotch, Season’s Greetings, a shade called ruby blush threading carpet humped in heavy traffic spots commercial […]
BeeZeep (poem)
BeeZeep What about that golden arm Give it back, will you give it back It would have been some other wife he’d rooked An after-image looking spectral, beckoning through glass Smashing sea waves shooting foam across the rocks spliced-in footage quick cuts from the door and back Saying not why did you […]