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Mechanical Advantage

A Poem by Brittany

Bones pull down with the weight of gravity- and intervals of atrophy leave us rusty knuckled, bent backed, and sallow cheeked Eyes grow d..

Eyes Awake, Hearts Still Sleep

A Poem by Brittany

getting drunk and ready to fight your hands smell like cigarette smoke you trace 'I'm sorry' down the curve of my jaw my kisses smell like ..

Glass House Happy Hour

A Poem by Brittany

we piled our rocks by the door tangible pieces of ourselves- to collect and show us when we woke the next day, that we were still here many..

Circles

A Story by Brittany

I can see his reflection in the bathroom mirror, as he stands in the doorway. "You're not clean enough. Keep going until I say 'stop'." I'm sitt..

Bandoneón

A Poem by Brittany

On soft in the background Piano keys like a tweaked Dali ‘stache I’m thinking of past exchanges Currency from the dash and center c..

Summer On Elbows

A Story by Brittany

She was not aware of the July heat. She also didn't notice the sweat collecting in the swell of her back. However, Summer did notice the way her t..

Nirve

A Story by Brittany

The Blackfoot RiverBrewery held people on its' balcony like bacon in a frying pan. Every minute or so we'd shift, turn, expose new, tender flesh to ..

Breakfast With Charles

A Poem by Brittany

He tells me he had once boarded a burning train on purpose. I ask if he wants cream in his coffee. "I'll put my cream in your coffee." He..

McHugh By The Tracks

A Poem by Brittany

I'm in bed with Old Latrobe the green glass cool and wet on my lips I feel hopes dying and dreams disappointing and the amber is bitter ..

Red Boxes, Silver Bullets

A Poem by Brittany

we teeter down cotton-mouth trails our tongues shriveled tissues we desperately clutch, in case urges to cry or moan beat us both