Two by Evan Nicholls
THE UNWRITTEN RULE OF THE RED HAT CIVILIZATION Yellow clothes. LITTLE INFERNO Like magic, the magician pulled a fire out of his hat. ‘I’m your […]
THE UNWRITTEN RULE OF THE RED HAT CIVILIZATION Yellow clothes. LITTLE INFERNO Like magic, the magician pulled a fire out of his hat. ‘I’m your […]
After Russell Edson The ophthalmologist holds my eyeball in his hands, gloved and cradled inwhite latex. My eyeball twitches under the dim lights. It asks […]
Year after year, the kids come to me just as dense as the ones before. They shuffle into their seats, avoiding the desk obscured by […]
There is a woman made of yarn and all day she sits and knits. She has already knitted herself and her home and her daughter […]
People will think this a suicide. I know it for what it really is: an assimilation of the infinite. You’re the only reason I signed […]
I walk home alone at night, and I am told that this is a poor decision. I admit that this is true. It is indeed […]
In the beginning, God, black and beardless, wrote a poem and titled it I. This is how to know that God loves pronouns, that of […]
Jesus arrived. The Lord had come to party. He propped his cross against the coatrack and brushed the snow from his shoulders. I was raised […]
I wish I could tell you, our theory about her is true. She’s still driving around town in that old orange pickup, taking the things […]
The old city district is infested with decommissioned angels. They scutter about on row home walls, a mass of eyes and teeth in search of […]
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