I heard she’s preggers, and the baby ear got tablesawed by tortilla chip fragments. Ear got into the bloodstream somehow. Ended up elbowside. * * * No, she’s a mule trafficking in Ecuadorian ears. * * * Wrong-o. I heard the boyfriend dryhumped her elbow. Little swimmers got into her skin […]
J. Oscar Franzen
J. Oscar Franzen is a Seattle poet. His work has appeared in Vallum, The Monarch Review, and IthacaLit.