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Madison is the only person Eli cares about anymore. His parents are buried and he hasn’t spoken to his sister in three years. The family of junkies he used to run with are all dead: one was shot, two overdosed, and three shot up strychnine and died in each others arms after they tested positive for HIV. Eli had shared needles with them before, he had it too. The police drug him off the streets and into a clinic and he got clean, straightened up, and began to write. It was a nurse that first n...

Armageddon makes the wine taste bright!

Politically, a disaster is a terrible thing to waste.

Unday I’m enwombed. Blissly tombed in flesh. Sucking milk In placid bilk Amorous and afresh. Feastday I am beastly. Raging from my bowels. Mammal gusts And kingdom lusts, I Mark with lion howls. Cogday I’m inventing, Multiplying throes. I baste epochs In symbol locks With convalescent blows. Fhornday I am lusting. Bona fide in sin. I scorch the flowers With Phoenix towers, Encumbered by my yen. Synday I am raptured. Ablyssly drowned in glow. My sublime head With body wed. The severed I do sew...