“Moth” By: Raymond Kramp
I watch a moth crawl up my leg It leers at me with those dusty feelers I push him away Send him plummeting into a bucket of water He takes a dunk Climbs out of ...
I watch a moth crawl up my leg It leers at me with those dusty feelers I push him away Send him plummeting into a bucket of water He takes a dunk Climbs out of ...
We were trucking down life’s highway when we collided, our fenders melding together. We waited ages for a tow truck that betrayed us, delivering our compromised...
You sit at the feet of a woman who is a stranger and is dying, the task at hand—to watch and be with her. Her eyes are very dark, barely open, so when you striv...
For Jason Topper When you decided to die The earth hung headlong from the sky, then fell choking. Two revolving stars kissed, and in the swirling friction ate e...