Red Tin Noodles

We think of your spurious garages robed in the feeble edges of flat tire lungs your oil cans like robot teats for monkey wrenches howling around the ominous batteries sublimated spark plugs and anxious metal … Read more

You know we are not alone. Out the window there’s a drone. Insect nose against the glass, photographing your bare ass. Drone, I curse your every blade. What gives you rights to invade? Now from … Read more

A snake charmer, whose room looks like a pharmaceutical junkyard, is memorizing religion on an atrophied wireless. "Keep pledging that speck of hatred to tomorrow," he repeats, while stabbing himself with a number three pencil. … Read more

There’s no refuge any more unless your home’s a tower. The elite just won the war. Rich folks have all the power. Corporate tax gifts passed the floor. Medicare may be no more. Billionaires who … Read more

Comes again the time of plastic wreaths upon the door, golden popcorn bubbles oozing caramel on the floor. Cousin Ed, supposed dead, has stopped by for some cheer. Here’s a shop where if you stop … Read more

Sancho, Pancho, Gabby, Tonto: sidekicks, summoned, arrived pronto. Some were old and some were flabby. Some were both: we mentioned Gabby. Some had wheels, most rode a horse. Not all were western types, of course. … Read more

Henry Miller on t.v. right now, middle of the night, old and white with his memories (his mother hated him for not becoming a tailor). Some fear has me in its wind. Tonight the first … Read more

Black Friday is the big day of the capitalist year, where shoppers get to fight and save while wearing riot gear. The scuffles people go through just to save a dollar bill make the gruesome … Read more

My uncle was a mercenary in a foreign war. It was very hush-hush. We don’t know who he fought for. All he said was he had many notches on his gun. As a boy I’d … Read more

I passed out on the avenue, I fell down on the street. I swooned under the sway of every drug dealer I’d meet. I’d smoke whatever came into my hands, from coke to cocoa. I … Read more

It will be dark too soon for me, in my small boat set out to sea, in search of some eternal shore, more likely on the ocean’s floor, revenge for lobsters and food fish. Yes, … Read more

Longtime Benito, the fever dream catcher, kept in his kitchen a cauldron of brine. Thus fish were entertained periodically and from their bones he built himself a shrine. Forced to the sidelines by random rag … Read more

The local pub burned down today. There’s no more karaoke. I know there’s many who would say the practice is quite hokey. But those who lift their voice in song once every Thursday night don’t … Read more

Illogical pit stops Waste deep in the forest, Infecting the shrine zone, Project our dark skies. When under the curtain, Where nothing is certain, While staring at shark eyes, The festival dies. There’s no calibration … Read more

Tiny blue crystals were everywhere: in the sand, on the rug, even in the tub, minute, translucent, thin as fingernails. We thought that we should clean up. But this was not our fault. There were … Read more