Negative
byNegative You swell and grow small diminish, never vanishing, the way I would if I were another woman. Looking at pictures of proud and needy naked strangers I see their…
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Two Collaborative Poems
bySlash at the Alamo Every show is a last stand, every song the finale. Imagine the bleeding, the noise, a man tells himself there’s a purpose to every bullet. You…
My Friend, Thomas Jefferson
byBack when I still thought I could be something, I took a night class up at Topine Community College with this guy who believed he was Thomas Jefferson reincarnated. His…
Would You Rather
byWYR see a giant spider that spun a web next to the headboard of your bed or notice when it’s gone? If you can see it, you know where it…
Planet X and the Summer of Doom
byWhen he gets better, Jeffrey Stacker says he’s going to visit Waco, pay his respects to Koresh’s fight against the Feds. He fires another shot at the computer parts we’ve…
Land of Enchantment
byI saw every dusty town from Abilene to Tucson from the passenger seat of our ’87 Ford Ranger. My skin boasted sunburns from seven different states. When I close my…
Regrettable Things My Father, Eugene Everett, Rhythm Guitarist for the Shivering Tommys, Has Done at the Circle Bar on Tompa
byThe building, said our mother, was like a breast: round, squat, whirling turbine nipple. An obscene place for obscene behavior. But the sopaipillas were good, so on weekends we went…
Hashtag Date Night
byThe sitter cancels, same excuse as last time. My fingernail catches the back-seamed tights I’d just pulled on as I journey back into jeans. I lay the snagged nylons on…
Siluetas
byThese hospitals are cemeteries with walls. Don’t move me. Don’t take me. If our lives were eternal, there would be no sense in living. How could the worth of a…
Poems by Jackie Braje
byCoda for N In mid-Sunday chameleon hours you wrung linens over the tub and hung them like a picture, or a suddenness. We spoke of London and their foxes common…