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What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve by Tom Misuraca

“Happy New Year!” Molly’s date stuck his tongue down her throat. She swallowed his saliva, so augmented with alcohol, it […]

It & living with & in stride & treatment time & time to do dishes box bring out the briefcase

Blackhole Syndrome A father’s flesh and look are nothing. He is the shape of benevolence or the lack of it.

Tucked into an ice bath Someone served me a rough-edged glass of smooth cough syrup with a price change of

Exhale of tremulous timidity It’s daybreak and I’m wondering why my razor beak is pecking hard at my self-worth. Not

Writing About Things I never wrote about an aunt who ran away with a salesman. I never wrote about a

Sit by me the old wooden pier is peaceful my legs hang as cool mountain lake water flows through toes

Piece of Prince (P.O.P) “The strawberries were good there. I brought you some.” Origami planes, crushed petals locked in resin,

The fire escape finds meaning The fire escape on the side of my building has been gone on a long

The Villain The villain had escaped from another story, she wouldn’t tell me which one but she had fairytale written