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Like an idiot, I was flattered at first to get honorary degrees.

I push the stroller across the courts to the scene of the thing I don’t get.

Lynette had stepped on something sharp. There was blood.

Lufthansa lifts off under me. The set sun disinters, a fanned cinder.

She was laughing. Something animal in me was sparked, and I chased her.

I will never know what my mother guessed or didn’t suspect.

Rina Piccolo

They couldn’t go to the Manson family caves because of nuclear radiation.

Overnight, somebody had dumped a dead pit bull in the trash bin.

She weighed the cold shiny gun on her palm and let out a jagged breath.

“The rattlesnakes glow in the dark, man. You should see them.”

He wondered how others lived with their sins. Maybe they never did.

If someone looked into his eyes they would see how ugly his mind was.

There, in the courtyard, a man might sit and call himself your friend.

There’s anger in the sound of a V-8 engine that puts me at ease.

I thought about the little graveyard where the man would be laid.

What excuse did I use to pick a fight with that arrogant poet?

The keys look like Tommy’s teeth once he began to appreciate meth.

You try to confess your crime of turning the world into words.

From that day on, Sivaprakasam got embroiled in an ungodly mess.

The toes you step on today may be attached to the ass you kiss tomorrow.

Our grandmothers were bakers and nurses, spies and traitors.

The day was beyond the reach of words like tragic and hilarious.

I remember the sun on the mountain like a trembling drop of lava. When the lasso dancers were done, they kicked away like wild colts.

Jack picked me up in a car with a greasy-potato sex smell.

He calmed the animal with song while loosening the slipknot.

Crescencia knew that it was a sin to be in love with a married man.

When the thugs from the bank showed, up my father laughed.

We were aiming for a complete transformation of society.

“We must also buy twenty acres or so. Life is becoming impossible.”