By Ruby Peru When, at ages twelve and thirteen, Maureen and I were deposited for safekeeping on an Arizona horse ranch for the duration of the summer of 1980, it was very much as if we had both dropped from outer space, but from completely different spaceships. The ultimate tomboy,…
by Kalah McLaughlin We lay vertical in our bed I hear and feel his breathing we’re so close – and yet, so far He’s in another world and I, am dizzy watching him I move closer – Nose to nose I blink – two times, three He feels my eyes…
by Mitch Green She’s a bed banger bent bad. A naughty navigation mapped out in a maze, made to blackout the shapes in our minds. she’s a complex, gravitational God magnet disarming the dark of air. A Dyson sphere soaking up our sections less scattered, for our salvations most shattered….