Tributes

Tonight at Last Call, J. Calls me His Brown Liquor Girl Again

Rattle / May 1, 2019

his voice dark urgency, like when we were attached. I let him grip my hips, slow dance me back […]

Rattle / April 29, 2019

You draw out long notes across my strings— what matters most could make me weep— ignoring almost everything, the long

Rattle / April 27, 2019

I knew him by his tonsure, head bare as a Buddhist monk or a bowl holding lower case letters that

Rattle / April 26, 2019

The Blue Whale suicide game is believed to be a social media group, which is encouraging people to kill themselves.

Rattle / April 6, 2019

My bowl of lamb and gravy from the can appears each morning when at last you rise. An hour ago

Rattle / March 23, 2019

Anyone can become a police. —Martin Amis Even here, even tonight, in this just-used borrowed bedroom, either of us could