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Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone, Boneing

12.28.10 Posted in Contributor Series 7, today's words by

Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone Boneing By Hugh Fox A week of urine blood, my urologist-oncologist gives me three different kinds of antibiotics that collectively turn my nights into Andean hallucinogenic-mares, last night they were all there, at first unidentifiable skeletons sitting around the dining room table chawing on bird and snake […]


Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone, Wishbone

12.27.10 Posted in Contributor Series 7, today's words by

Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone Wishbone By Tim VanSant when we were kids we would hold a wishbone in the crook of our pinky fingers and make a wish close our eyes and pull hoping for the bigger half now I never break bones and never make a wish if having it […]


Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone, Cradle of Civilization

12.26.10 Posted in Contributor Series 7, today's words by

Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone Cradle of Civilization By Jean Hutchinson Her ebony silhouette glowed and shimmered  in morning light. She stroked her jet hair until it floated like wool around her sculpted head. She glided through life, her lips, carmine clay, her nose, a noble pyramid. She stood astride two worlds, […]


Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone, Only for a Moment

12.25.10 Posted in Contributor Series 7, words to linger on by

Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone Only for a Moment By Ryan Haack I was born with a short left arm; just after the elbow, it ends. And now it carries a nasty scar, advertising the futility of my slippery feet. I stepped out of the porch onto the first of three slick […]


Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone, Ashen Bones

12.25.10 Posted in Contributor Series 7, today's words by

Contributor Series 7: The Confessional Diary of Bone Ashen Bones By James G Piatt Ashen bones in red sand … War … Lonely deaths Acres of bodies … One second of truth … Ten decades of lies Dead petunias … Rusted VW vans … No more hippies Crushed lemons … Rotten plums … Decaying lives […]