Aaron Echoes August

Harold jumped up and ran outside. The screen door slammed behind him as Bruce Springsteen music played from the clouds.… Read more.

Red Toast

Red toast and tequila in a dust storm on the far reaches of some blown out city in the desolate… Read more.

I have licorice guts. Seemingly endless balls of fire, balls of fortune telling. The osprey float. Warm coffee in the… Read more.

Vibrato shattered shells Mortal coils unwound The dirty veil of the Earth Chokes on its own existence They are coming… Read more.

There’s the smell of something sweet coming from the kitchen. Corn dogs. Corn bread. Corn Flakes. Cornmeal. Corn on the… Read more.

A man named India felt like a voodoo doll the morning of his electric birthday. The pinpricks stabbed at him… Read more.

Blankets of rain seed the important information of the day. Massive zeros invade my mind. A machined white cloud dangles… Read more.

Thirteen minutes to fill a capsized void. A laundry list of worry as the clock ticks in some kitchen bluebird… Read more.

I stare at a blank mind. The paint has run dry. I have no color in which to recite the… Read more.

I can see my tangled soul reflected in the winter lenses of an office building in the factory district. The… Read more.

A young girl fell out of a grocery cart in the meat department today. I was right there, looking at… Read more.

Our lives all tangled in a fishing net of anxiety. And then she’s lovely to hold. Warm wife. Oblong life.… Read more.