Of these five boys in black and white one stands alongside the joke the others make of their cable-knit sweaters and thigh-cut shorts. Some October Saturday, off to scrimmage, they smirk and pose for this photo. Later captioned Sophomore Antics in the campus paper. Did he, the one, find a strange education in his boarding-school […]
Ben and I drink five pitchers of Michelob Light at the bowling alley. Outside, Ben pisses on a car tire. It is Friday, near midnight. On the interstate not far away headlights sweep past. I search for my keys under arc-sodium lights. Ben has a cigarette in his mouth, his head tilted back so the […]
This poem was nominated for The Best of the Net. Hello doctor, I’m having bad thoughts. I want to call you on the phone and tell you about bleach and corn and suffering. I want you to tell me what to do, but don’t make me do it. Here is the problem: What if we […]
