By Evan ChapinCuts burrito down the middle.Puts it back together and tries to make it fit again.(That was a sex analogy.)Like what you’re wearing?Shirtless tummy?Yes.You mean you don’t trust him to the best of your abilities?
Tag: poetry
King of the Hill
By Rhiannon Cielos ChavezRecently, I only want to watch King of the Hill and sleep. Something about how the president won’t even kiss babies that are dead. I practice punching fags at liberal institutions then expulsion, then King of the Hill and sleep forever. Hamburger made of terrier is so yummy, yummier than laxatives. If […]
Pinned Down
By Michael ChinFall 1996, Ben wrestled a girl for the first time. The biggest tournament of his amateur wrestling career, and his opponent in the finals was Helen Dobb. Ninety-nine pounds, she wrestled up at 106—a weight Ben starved himself to get down to, the lowest weight class. She couldn’t have been five feet tall, […]
A Grown Capable
By Aydin EliasonAin’t I a mighty, mighty man, ain’t I? 21stishness borne around town like a sea liner taking trafficked correspondences in the blue. A ship of bagel stores. The pained austerity of the grapefruit, another charity case swallowing hubcaps. Aesthetic and resounding, branches of an unknown tree skirt the margherita glass. “Tequila!” I like […]
Ranch Picture
By Aydin Eliason Well, wouldyalookatdat old fashioned picturesque real nice fences, real picture of life well-lived that ranch, barnyard hiccups and egg drink all the fixings of that dreamy ox oil, you know what I mean old magazine caltrop ain’t stopping my farming, ain’t keeping me from building up my cul-de-sac, it ain’t nuh spaghetti […]
