Main Squeeze Literary JournalBy Brad RoseAre those your legs or your pants? They’re a little longish for such a narrow wicket, but like the astronauts say, you can never have enough buttons and switches, especially as you approach the speed of light. Besides, most things never happen. Even on a good day. In fact, the past is never […]
By Mammon SebastianI’ve forgotten what my ears look like. The sides of my head have gone numb. I don’t remember the sound of a babbling creek, or a bird chirping or a lawn mower. I don’t know what nothing sounds like. I don’t remember what my mom’s voice sounds like. She used to get startled […]
By Sam VeresShag carpet hillsides of a thicker kindThe frogs were plaid and dimpled with careful stitching Trees hung slow and heavyWeeping willows wandering their blanket roots through cotton groundThe sky rained purple yarn, pillows of lightning sinking into plush soilStars of low-lit lights strung from the chalky airSeas of buttons of every size color […]
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