The tea witch knows that watched pots do, in fact, boil. She knows because she watches them now, all ten of them, full of nettle and barley and sugar cane. Plumes of steam rise and heat her face and pain her fingertips. She breathes in deeply and smells the rosemary and the spearmint and the…

After Personal Rorschach #2 & #3 She is kneeling on the beach. It is brisk and the wind nips at her dress, the hemmed ends snapping like the pedipalps of some insect. Next to her is a five gallon bucket, sitting askew in the wet sand. She thrusts her fingers into the small pebbled stones,…

We’re going to kidnap my mother. Tamara and I.  My mother would say, “Shell, don’t go getting your friends into trouble,” before turning back to watch the World Series of Poker, a deck spread out on the coffee table to play along with. Maybe the mutter of, “And don’t disturb me,” as she juggles her…

Mike Tyson gets into a horrible car crash in Las Vegas on his way to a buffet at the Bellagio. He wonders if this is karma for biting off Holyfield’s ear, even though he felt justified at the time. At the hospital, he’s told they need to amputate. Both arms clean off. Mike Tyson can’t…