Miss Mary Jane measures rain in a cracked cup on the sill
In Embry’s last photograph he disappears over a hill
Darrell Dotson waits in the grass for a fight
the stars don’t shine upon us
we’re in the way of their light The new girl in Tahoe has swallowed Sinatra’s cum
A Russian primadonna dances slow on valium
After the game the benchwarmer can’t get a ride
in space there is no center
we’re always off to the side John Parker III steps over a bird on a Wall St. window ledge
Little Wilkie finds a dead cat rotting deep inside the hedge
Mahalia Roach dies on a Greyhound coach in July
in a horror movie when the car won’t start
you give it one last try Guinnevere orders one more beer in the smokey pick-up bar
A burnt out tramp by the exit ramp waits for one more car
The Latin teacher always smelled like piss
the census figures come out wrong
there’s an extra in our midst