Author name: Rattle

Audio, Poems, Tributes

The End of Childhood Is Not Maturity

“Here; just stick the end of this hose in yer muzzle—guzzle
the cold ones we’ll pour down the funnel … GUZZLE! GUZZLE!”

Our clunkers squat in St. Greg’s parking lot; there is Chuck’s
pride, his sixty-six gold Impala—a bad gas guzzler. “GUZZ–LE!”

Audio, Poems

Being Trans

the lady asked me what it meant
and for some reason i told her we were refugees from Transnitria
a small republic surrounded by very large and powerful states
a republic so small that it can only be spotted on a map with a magnifying glass

Audio, Poems, Tributes

Ghazal: Of Prayer

While her organs wrecked, she had a mouth full
of prayer.
It was stage IV & I didn’t understand the logic.
How, of prayer,

Of the softness between God’s hands, cancer
could slip in unnoticed.

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