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Punk Poetry: Monsters’ Girlfriends By: Audrey Brown-Williams Monsters’ Girlfriends Kay See the way the water breaks the dark river and know, he’s under there all right, trying to pretend he doesn’t see you. His pink gills expand and contract, making a bright spot in the army green depths. You sense he wants to play, “stalking”, […]
Curse You By: Kevin Diebold Second level. No parking spots. Third. None. Fourth, Jesus Christ! I turn to go up another ramp. Fifth, You’ve got to be fucking kidd- oh there’s one! I swerve into the only available spot in the five-story garage; my tires squeal viciously on the drab, gray concrete. A half empty […]
