Eric Jennings

he never spoke to me again. without explanation, i knew how to say the word. pumiquat. it's not what you think. nor what you expect. it's a secret. i've only told you the part that you're allowed to know

It began with the hookers...

four black and white images

For Eggtooth, who claimed one should never write a poem about a poem or a dream. This poem was created using his words.

The old woman’s body on a platform that fills the cave, pallid skin, leathered face, lower lip stretched up

I'm a reading junkie and I'm looking for new sources. I'm dropping most of the 'mainstream' shit I've been reading for decades, and looking for new journals that focus on art and culture.

xerxes, fried baloney, cleopatra click click, powdered eggs, slimy chicken in #10 cans, the toaster fire, the burnt cabinet, slicing