Author: Nick Flynn

At the end there were straws In her glove compartment, I’d split them open To taste the familiar bitter residue, […]

Children under, say, ten, shouldn’t know That the universe is ever-expanding, Inexorably pushing into the vacuum, galaxies Swallowed by galaxies, […]

Bees may be trusted, always, to discover the best, nay, the only Human, solution. Let me cite an instance; an […]

I go back to the scene where the two men embrace & grapple a handgun at stomach level between them. […]

It nests in the hollow of my pelvis, I carry it with both hands, as if offering my stomach, as […]