Sunday, December 26th, 2010
“Incompetence” by Mark D. Hart
Mark D. Hart INCOMPETENCE It’s uncanny how often when I sit on this bench by the bakery someone really screws up parallel parking in the space next to me. It’s uncanny how this space is often empty while all other spots are filled. Is it cursed? The drivers are always female, which is not PC [...]
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Friday, July 17th, 2009
“The Calf in the Pantry” by Mark D. Hart
Mark D. Hart THE CALF IN THE PANTRY At the base of cream-colored cabinets, the milk of his newborn face gazing toward the kitchen, the brown rug of his body shivering on the linoleum, unlicked and slick with the balm of his intrauterine life, the abandoned calf, legs bent and untried beneath him, lay at [...]
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Wednesday, July 16th, 2008
“Torching the Playhouse” by Mark D. Hart
Mark D. Hart TORCHING THE PLAYHOUSE Flames incinerate our years of studied play. It had been an old pig barn, and we squealed to have it as our own, mopped it out, washed the windows, drug into it desks, chairs, and a couch resembling Freud’s that now lights into smoke and flame and vanishes like [...]
