a journal of poetry
ATHENA NILSSENGirl in PornThis is a living room just like any other. Peculiarized just like any other. With a framed print of Redon flowers and a plastic red pepper wall clock.Last night she ate at Norms (egg sandwich, Pepsi, clam chowder), drew daisies and rats on the placemat while Llovio ate pancakes next to her in the booth,his face making the word scrofula with each bite. She watched the pies in rotation, happy to be real and present on Pico Boulevard. Her socks haveribs down the folds, a rough white cotton against her ankles. The discount silk flowers say this is happening somewhere (for real: the imaginary hum of a refrigerator, slippingsocks on the couch.) Demi-mondes scallop her bulges. Sweet Teen Fucked. Blond Girl Nailed. She had ordered a meal last night, combed her hair in the ladies’ room.
About Us Reviews Submit Subscribe Current Issue Past Issues Links
© 2004-20067 by Literary Pool, Inc.
technical problems? email@example.com