Head Cheese

Head Cheese

In dim lightGrandma sits at her tableshaving fat and fleshfrom the pig’s skullswick swick swickher knife slicesthrough bristled skinpast cartilage and brain she’ll press meat intoa jellied loaf. The body hacksawed in halfcut gristle, bone and bloodlies cold and...
Sand County

Sand County

We trudge through last year’s corn stubble in a wayward, straggling line,drunken with the hour and the cold. It’s April, 4 AM, the air metallic in our noses.We stoop low, clamber awkwardly into plywood boxes slouching in slush,six strangers crammed together on a rough...
The Self-organizing Universal Nail Salon

The Self-organizing Universal Nail Salon

As the young, slight, male manicuristdeftly massages my hand, we turn our headsin opposite directions as if such pleasurebetween strangers were unseemly in light of everyday suffering. But who am Ito believe that broken things might noteven now be making their way...