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Monthly Archives: November 2010
Los Sures, Part 32: Up on the Roof
That night Malo came to our room, where Fever and I had bunk beds. He stayed in the doorway and I could not see his face because it was in the dark. He told us with his accent to pray, … Continue reading
Los Sures, Part 31: The Creature Walks Among Us
I was watching TV, on the floor, in the dark. I didn’t notice right away, but there was something nearby, something next to me. I waited for a commercial, and then I turned — and there was Barbie. She was … Continue reading
Los Sures, Part 30: The Voice through the Door
I was alone in the bedroom playing with my action figures. I had an Aquaman whose head wouldn’t go back on because the rubber band inside his body broke. The sun was bright in the room, and I was hot … Continue reading
Los Sures, Part 29: Easy Job, Good Wages
I was on the living room floor, drawing on some papers. My father and my cousin Malo were the bar drinking Rheingold at the bar where Papi and me used to make the monster models. They were watching the Mets … Continue reading
Los Sures, Part 28: The Creature from the Southside of Williamsburg
Me and my brother Fever and my sister Evie were in the bedroom my brother and I shared. We were on the floor, around our Aurora models. Barbie, for once, was staying still. She was sleeping like a normal dog … Continue reading
Los Sures, Part 27: The Strange Case of Barbie the Poodle
Our dog Barbie used to wake me up every morning by attack me, licking my face all over. I would laugh then put Barbie in a headlock, and she would get me back by licking my ears till they were … Continue reading
Funny about November
The November issue of AsininePoetry.com is up. poems the ShopRite turkeys who live in fishnet sacks by g.g. trollings* Asinine Thanksgiving Poem No. 11 by Fenway Parker* Trying to Talk with a Werewolf by The Bare-Fanged Contessa* On Clicking Reply … Continue reading