Tag Archives: Parker Tettleton

Bye & Bye

I feel great & purple & optimistic. I wake up to interview myself & go to lunch. People are saying things in eye language. No one in my dreams said anything about eye language. I wonder how to say I … Continue reading

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KCW

I want to remember your voice, breath, & body. I want to live the fuck out of this thing that doesn’t fit into anything else. I want the rain to be blood & the blood to be brains & the … Continue reading

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The Sound Is Orange

I want to kiss the fifth floor window & make it disappear. The second sentence is a balcony of absolution. My parents are here & they will go away. A sports bar reminds me of being a lucky little shit—it … Continue reading

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from LEO

Leo still wants to be himself: he prefers Rainier to Pabst Blue Ribbon, strangers over family, silence over the second sentence. Leo describes a near fight to someone he’s never seen before. Leo’s thorough, he isn’t rude—he wants to get … Continue reading

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from LEO

Leo says something & she’s in Salem. The second sentence is a Saturday, Leo knows, & it’s going to get better, Leo hopes. Leo sits in the dark watching the rain pelt the windows. Leo didn’t work out today but … Continue reading

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from LEO

I’m not living my life so you can explain me, Leo reads on Leo’s right hand in last night’s dream. Leo goes to the grocery store every day. He steels himself in the aisles—he takes in the misplaced, the overpriced, … Continue reading

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from LEO

Leo’s mother was born on September 23, 1959. Leo doesn’t have an answer for his thumbs: the way they wait at the bus stop curled out—the way he climbed out of her, the way she would’ve said something, maybe, about … Continue reading

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