This is my final appeal (promise) unless…

From "The Night It All Got Going": I’m thinking, “That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me,” but before I can open my mouth, she’s pointing at the window on my side of the bed. Light from the moon spills over the sill and bounces onto the adjacent wall in overwrought shadows. I shudder. She’s turned pale.

New Digs for the Rhodeo Poets

We're rounding up the Rhodeo Poets this Thursday. If you're on the island of Jamestown, between 6 and 8 pm, we'd love to see you at General's Crossing Brewery, 34 Narragansett Avenue. Shannon Kennelly and I will host.

The First Ten Minutes (or so) of Creation

Then a common sense notion occurred to him. If you had ten things to do and some of them were difficult, let’s say like creating a land snail tasty enough to serve in a fancy pants restaurant, or easy, like making rain, wouldn’t you do the easy stuff first, so that at the end of the day, you could say you accomplished something?

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