
Psycho-Biddy
This face has changed, angelic to angled, but do not doubt what I can do, the lightness of Continue reading
This face has changed, angelic to angled, but do not doubt what I can do, the lightness of Continue reading
What I remember is his taste, all these years later after it ended like a gunshot. I wonder Continue reading
We all wait for the happy ending— the masked man back in the lake, his machete bagged and taken as Continue reading
Isaiah Vianese‘s poems and book reviews have appeared in Assaracus, Blue Collar Review, The Fourth River, Lambda Literary, Moon City Review, Continue reading
Isaiah Vianese‘s poems and book reviews have appeared in Assaracus, Blue Collar Review, The Fourth River, Lambda Literary, Moon City Review, Continue reading
Isaiah Vianese‘s poems and book reviews have appeared in Assaracus, Blue Collar Review, The Fourth River, Lambda Literary, Moon City Review, Continue reading
In my memory, it’s always autumn. My favorite place is Valley Video and its shelves of tapes in clamshell cases Continue reading
Sometimes I miss those buttery afternoons, a mystery on TV and something sweet crisping in the oven. There was time Continue reading