
Table Full of Kidneys by Z.H. Gill
HANS I was born under a porch. A boy took me home. I kept clean enough. I had no words for this life until the […]
HANS I was born under a porch. A boy took me home. I kept clean enough. I had no words for this life until the […]
I used to think I was the only one who had swallowed a glass piano. That was why I had to keep my secret, why […]
Your pieces are incredibly abstract, are there specific meanings that you derive from them or hoped your audience would derive from them? I absolutely love […]
I was a demon, cursing in a high nook of the Cloudbuster. I told the kids, in a raspy voice, that I’d eat their flesh […]
He created the first pearl while wildfires flared across the west. It popped out of him when his Grindr hookup knocked on the door, this […]
Where did you find the inspiration to write this piece? Was it a specific event in your life, or were the details in the story […]
Axolotls like us find vegetables boring because they don’t move, and maybe because they don’t move, they’re poisonous (to us?). Unfortunately, our company’s cafeteria only […]
We wear short shorts because it’s hot. We get write ups at high school, more Cassie than me. She has a bigger butt, bigger thighs. […]
La Carta I wrote Borges a letter as long as his life. It was really a postcard and only as large as mine. It confined […]
night one i am sinking brandy into the chest of father christmas in a mirrored field station searching for truth/ and he is singing fight […]
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