TROPICO I buy a game for the computer in the family room. The game is a simulation game, I buy it full-price at a game store, not for 50% off…
Tag: prose poems
EDISTO In the truck my roast pink mother floats in a piggy nightgown from the Piggly-Wiggly. She’s drinking piña colada. I’ve got corn mash or some kind of corny nosto-industrialized…