Your Night with That Smell of Burning

Your Night with the Smell of Burning Chrome •ø• In memories brought back by the smell of burning chrome— ghostly wisps only there in your knowing of what’s to come— you feel the non-weight of your future children’s hallowed hands upon you forehead. They live in a place called Neomantis, and you know it to… Read more.

The. Birthing of. Donkey Kong Jr.

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“weapons of choice” by K. Shawn Edgar

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The. Birthing of. Donkey Kong Jr.

By K. Shawn Edgar

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A brother’s love

is muscle pumping

deeply into the Sea

of a sister’s fraternal

worship

 

Father’s always right,

and now

brother’s never wrong

 

He, a bodybuilding smile

She, a builder of mirth illusions

 

Like cob in the northwest,

she ages with a glimmer

of healthy sheen outside,

and a withering rot inside

 

He grows bolder with cheers,

travel, and island sunshine

always forcing fraternal luv

when fate draws sis to bro

 

Nine months, now, are gone

The water, it flows turbulent

between reluctant thighs;

a cry is heard in 8-bit tones,

a hammer raised high

 

Then, with simian grace,

a fluid-slicked, furry head

pops our live-action bubble

exposing cartoon colored

platforms and ladders

 

The hospital becomes level 1

as little DK jr. begins to climb,

leaving sister and brother

shaking violently on the floor

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Summer Loving Torture Party on the Beach

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“We can say we invented a summer loving torture party” – Lemonworld, Berninger & B. Dessner Oxygenate my pores, her warm breath brings fresh blood to rope worn skin covering me in crimson I’ll cover her in crimson too like chips and dips balanced with our whips and chains on a bamboo Tuscano tray All… Read more.