Spinning Into Bed
Spinning in Bed  I forgot and ran beneath the branches blowing fog like a cow  styrofoam flowers and strobe light christmas houses damp paper pumpkins  forgot I...
Read MoreSpinning in Bed  I forgot and ran beneath the branches blowing fog like a cow  styrofoam flowers and strobe light christmas houses damp paper pumpkins  forgot I...
Read More            THE LAST BENDER  By Buzz Callaway    Even damnation is poisoned with rainbow. Leonard Cohen, The Old Revolution   CHAPTER ONE...
Read MoreThe Last Bender OK, for the next few months I’m going to post a chapter a week of Last Bender. The Last Bender is my second complete novel. After I finished Specimen...
Read MoreThis used to be called Phone Call. It was an emergency call to a nonexistent friend about my day. I wrote a bunch of poems in the early nineties about life as a single...
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