Tavern. Tavern. Church. Shuttered Tavern,
then Goldblatt’s, with its finger-smeared display windows full of stifled plaid pinafore and hard-tailored serge, each unattainable thread cooing the […]
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This Time We’ll Go to Kentucky Fried Chicken
for Tom You were the one with the body that could balance on a skateboard,
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The Contest
Most mornings, even in the wet starvation covering everything after the third snow in ten days, and for reasons I
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The Miscarriage
[audioplayer file=”https://admin.rattle.com/audio/KampaMiscarriage.mp3″] What I remember is how my mother used her entire body to yank the gear of our red
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Avant-Garde
[audioplayer file=”https://admin.rattle.com/audio/KampaGarde.mp3″] A man slouches before a uni-colored canvas with the perplexity of a stumped technician gaping at the unremittingly
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The Calendar
When my grandmother died she stopped making sense. She refuses to remember she’s dead. She crashes family gatherings, pesters the