by phillipw | Feb 17, 2019 | TI
From giant, bulging cylinders the fans Sprayed out the fog to kill mosquitoes. How They acted I don’t know. Cancelled their banns? Abandoned buggy fucking? Stuttered, “Ow!”? I wonder if the city fathers were Opposed to free flight sex on buzzing wings. Were men...
by phillipw | Feb 15, 2019 | DI
‘Dickinson was troubled from a young age by the “deepening menace” of death, especially the deaths of those who were close to her. When Sophia Holland, her second cousin and a close friend, grew ill from typhus and died in April 1844, Emily was...
by phillipw | Feb 15, 2019 | OL
The sprint, the one event, the only race Was solemn, sacred, holy. Gods leaned down And over clouds to watch a handsome face Push forward to deserve the victor’s crown. No one, except those gods perhaps, could know Just how momentous was this triumph, for It led to...