November 2010
our man Yancey
i smoke cigarettes with the cripple dog that responds to commands like “sit” and “lie down” by turning around in a circle three times. once, i fell asleep in the recliner on my porch and when i woke up he was disemboweling a rat that i had recognized from an earlier incident in the week. the presence of insulting varmint had reduced a lady friend of mine to a wailing...
the suicide sun wraps it's wrist around the window...
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the confiscated afternoon light skulks about the...
