Archive for July 13th, 2010


By JD Nelson

The spider of large Atari, the invisible name. Who made it the Ringo Starr of yellow?

Dark matter Motrin, a calendar of eyes. Yes, the iron pipe and Monday is the half.

A pile of fingers with striped yes. The yogurt shoe with pie and spiders.

A castle of the future prosaic.

“I didn’t order any poison,” I said, and the floating head with the beaker in its teeth flew back to its nest.

And now, a little hole where my period should be.

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