By Changming Yuan Born with a deformed heart muscle You are as timid, introvert and cowardly As a little quiet chick, but all your life You have been trying to play tough, forcing Yourself to be ...
https://clutchingatstraws.wordpress.com/2014/02/02/personality-overdrafting/
By Richard King Perkins II It was my brother who first discovered the body of a hobo who got Macked by a midnight truck and who found the bloated little boy face-down in the community pool. He wa...
https://clutchingatstraws.wordpress.com/2014/01/18/divination/
By Ian Mullins Wondering what’s going down at The Egg, I imagine pushing through a purple-painted door to a cool clean air of peppers and eggs pondering what they do with all the eyeballs at th...
https://clutchingatstraws.wordpress.com/2014/01/04/eyeballing-the-abattoir/
By Andrew M. Feathers his bath towel hanging on its rack, limp & bone dry & dusty like a summer undershirt out of that attic box marked “warm weather clothes” he wants to (has to) get it wet,...
By Jason Hardung Yesterday I read that a person at rest generates as much heat as a 100 watt light bulb. We are all lamps. We are all easy bake ovens. It takes us hours to bake a cake by heart be...
https://clutchingatstraws.wordpress.com/2013/11/25/100-watts/
By Karl Koweski since Brian’s life ended beneath the steel wheels of a diesel truck on route sixty seven two miles outside town, I’ve heard this bullshit platitude a hundred times from a hund...
https://clutchingatstraws.wordpress.com/2013/11/24/when-its-your-time-to-go-its-your-time-to-go/
By Donal Mahoney Is that lava or simply mud dripping from the cheeks of this old woman asking me why this library has no books. I ask her where she’s been for the last 2000 years. Under a rock?...
https://clutchingatstraws.wordpress.com/2013/11/22/america-in-4013/
By Caterina Lazzara She wants to write some kind of clever paradoxical symbolic self-referential bullshit that smashes through the fourth and fifth and sixth walls and uses too many pronouns. She...
https://clutchingatstraws.wordpress.com/2013/11/21/the-things-she-wants/
By L Wayne Russell OK It’s Wednesday morning my daughter and son are at it again like cats and dogs, fire and ice, heaven and hell… I think to myself, “When will this end?” Will we all be...
https://clutchingatstraws.wordpress.com/2013/11/19/the-wednesday-song/
By Dan Nielsen for Sam Kinison Climbing stairs is a way to lose weight, But when I get back down— I’ve gained it again! The raccoon situation Became intolerable when— It let the air out of ...
https://clutchingatstraws.wordpress.com/2013/10/16/mom-whats-going-on/