The New Rand McNally World Atlas, C6 210
16 January 2008
Vol. 7, No. 4
poetry
Like the capital of Tadzhikistan
I long to be a name I neither know
nor can pronounce, a smeared calligraphy
of membrane and breath, an outpost of bone.
Hello, My Name Is
14 January 2008
Vol. 7, No. 4
poetry
Bill minced your heart in kindergarten. Bill,
litigious prick, missed the bottom step. Bill
the shih tzu–pomeranian mix. Bill
the vermiculturist. Mechanic Bill…
