The Portable Boog Reader 13/ Jill Stengel
from tendril (7 Aug) small blue bead on the table a penny, tails crumpled paper, blank pull from my pocket, place here and here, between us ...
The Portable Boog Reader 13/ Amy King
I Left While the Light Looked NormalThe rules are collapsing, but my bowl still works. I'm eating soup from a government paper, folded. My spoon? Also made of words. My neighbor cuts his...
The Portable Boog Reader 13/ Chris Stroffolino
Memory Flipping through your grandma’s fading frayed, you find a photo that does not seem as happy as the feeling you thought you were had by when it was being...