by TNSF | Dec 4, 2019 | Vol. 3 Issue 1
concrete sidewalks cut through suburbs that dial 911, call ma’am, what’s your emergency? there’s a man outside, praying I think, he’s not from here, he’s not from here—branched streets of three-story houses and flat screen TVs, asbestos walls beyond,...
by TNSF | Dec 4, 2019 | Vol. 3 Issue 1
Domino's Delivers In Killeen, Texas, a small town that is home to one of the world’s largest military installations, GI’s find ways to entertain themselves while they serve their country. Pawn shops, car lots, fast food and speed dealers can be seen on many...
by TNSF | Dec 4, 2019 | Vol. 3 Issue 1, Volume 3
Everything’s bigger in Texas. Hairstyles. Speed limits. Greenhouse gases. And this cutting board – a recent gift purchased there by my daughter, a born-and-bred Georgia girl with indigo eyes and a penchant for digging up rocks in strange places. A coffee cup bearing...
by TNSF | Nov 27, 2019 | Wherey'at?
You know that moment after Thanksgiving dinner, where everybody is still lingering around the dinner table, reluctant to clean up, maybe still nursing a beverage or a dessert? Most of the bickering came out over the meal—the politics and avoiding politics, the...
by TNSF | Oct 23, 2019 | Poems, Vol. 2, Issue 25
Death Dresses A Death Doula? these words come with cop cars; hot frantic alarms incredulity The little girl insideme grew uphad kidsdied in your bed.(hysterical) This town ain’t big enough for the both of us anyway the he/him beard and my little ponies I...
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