Author Archives: sputterpub

A fence of pickets rises round a yard of grass homogenous and vibrant green: a rack of ivory towers, upright, hard as phalluses provocative and clean. It takes a village to create a lawn. It took a truckload and a … Continue reading →

Mama’s getting angry bit by bit about behavior inappropriate to time or subject, circumstance or place, among practitioners of self-disgrace. Mama saw the father hit the son and litter old revenge on everyone; observed the man who claimed to be … Continue reading →

I recollect distraction just like this: a business meeting – full aware that soon my client would remit his deepest kiss, exchanging evening sex for work at noon. Receiving now that pricking focused glance, ingesting food we don’t attend, I … Continue reading →

It’s lonely at the top, I’ve heard expressed by those who have it all. This fact is known to kings and popes and others power-blessed or fortunate, but who is as alone as God? And why have all mythologies proposed … Continue reading →

I wound myself up so, I wounded me. I spun until I sickened my own heart with hurt in anger wrapped concentrically. And then I pulled his fourteen lines apart. Repelled by “cunning” at the very first I took offense … Continue reading →

A cloud surrounds me lately formed of grief and pale anxieties: the deaths of those I never knew; the murder of belief in him with whom I shared a lively prose; the slow demise of infant love between my teenage … Continue reading →