He loved—or so he thought—the idea of it; thinking: how young was I when I first learned how to hide? As she leaned—preferring always to kneel upside-down, or right-side up depending on whose perspective was right at that particular moment—both her knees just above the crown of his head, both hands cleft by the breadth of his bare abdomen, as her hair dripped over him. ...READ MORE
How to Dress a Rabbit by Clayton Lister | Squawk Back is an outsider literature community featuring short fiction and creative non-fiction, and poetry
As I recall, before packing, we had warning sufficient, just, to eat a light breakfast. My younger brother Jake and I were lucky enough boys, so Mother put it, to be visiting our Granny Wallop. A holiday, she called it. I had concerns from the off, she never before having used Granny Wallop’s name in any but a cautionary context. Typically, ‘Ee, tha’d not be so swaimish, wi’ thi Granny Wallop rearin’ thee.’
"what for what's own sake alone along a leather loway"
by Sean Schemelia | Squawk Back is an outsider literature network of short fiction and creative non-fiction, and poetry
so on and on and
and the stranger side
of being high
(silence from the pulpit.
in SCIENCE DEFIANCE, gabe's church organ was known to
command fire. for my I did my part with e
lectric arms; was known to make an old friend suck his teeth and
roll his eyes. a lot sad I did my self there.) (cock)