Craft

Inspection

After the school gates were locked, we lined up for Inspection. Boy girl lines, at least that’s how I remember it, I could ask my sister but she won’t remember, she has the most shocking crap memory, it’s amazing what she’s forgotten. More than most people ever...

INSPECTION

Every morning after the school gates were locked we lined up for Inspection. Boy, girl lines, at least that’s how I remember it, I could ask my sister but she won’t remember, she has the most shocking crap memory, it’s amazing what she’s forgotten. More than most...

I Won’t Keep You

                                                      The phone started ringing just as I got to the M Street Bridge, the border between Georgetown and boring old Washington, D.C., where I lived. I ran up the scabby rise to the phone booth. The metal door folded in...

In the Car With Brandy

I tell Brandy about my stepmom saying nothing good happens after midnight, which was the stupidest, most Mom Phrase thing I’d ever heard, and it’s insulting since she’s not my mom and saying stupid shit like that just makes it obvious she doesn’t know what she’s even...

Love Finds You When You Stop Looking

The way a guitar duo watches each other’s fingers on the strings, until one turns his face away for a private moment of satisfaction, then returns to the light of his partner; the way mistakes are shared, laughed over, corrected together—this was Francile’s ideal. But...

Helter Skelter Draft 1

CW for Rape         On April’s Fool’s Day, 1975, Helter Skelter, aired on CBS as I experienced my first rape at the age of 5. My parents had attended a Manson party at my uncle and aunt’s house and brought me along. My rapist was another guest....

Boston After Dark

When I was a regular adult, I thought nothing would scare me, but I was wrong. Now that I am old, I am afraid all the time. In the locked ward, patients in floppy slippers walk short laps; you see them pass again and again. A television blares. My beloved’s first...

Prodigal

New Year’s Day is 80 degrees in Port Hueneme, California. The Prodigal Daughter pulls her Datsun B210 into the space her grandmother has reserved for her with a Cabbage Patch kid sitting in a kitchen chair. Grandma Carmen’s mobile home is the sweetest on her row....

Intimate Tides

Can’t mend nets in flood. No sense drifting down the gutter go butts masks guppies yesterday’s sausage batter fat batten down the hatches no reprieve to rise. See that fridge floating down Main, board and arm paddle use cord as stern line don’t draw attention dice the...

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