Laudete Verbum
by Devon Miller-Duggan

Tup, though charming, lacks the poison of F. Bang, though violent, lacks the chuckle. Plow’s too agricultural and stinks of barnyard. Sleep with is, well, a snooze. Coitus’s only used by those to dried to do it. IT’s a fog, a screen, a wink, a cheat, a chicken. Boink’s a cartoon—condoms and fireworks both in … Continue reading Laudete Verbum
by Devon Miller-Duggan

Tree, Shadow, Short Circuit
by Devon Miller-Duggan

Crook-armed acacia bark all split and sedimentary, branches dissolving into green feathers without control of air. Shadow like a snake’s back—all mottle and shift. Out in the sun-slugged dirt, red-throat blossoms from the flower-spikes above spiked ashy-green stems— I could learn the name they sing at me, but I’d forget. Even now, 81 years into … Continue reading Tree, Shadow, Short Circuit
by Devon Miller-Duggan

Concrete Noun, Abstract Noun, Emotion, Memory
by Devon Miller-Duggan

Tel: archeological site. Layers of fragile bits that nonetheless survive, and there is always, most revealingly for information about daily life, a midden. I remember every time I’ve cut myself on a sherd and every time I’ve done it on purpose (once, only) and every time I’ve slipped a knife against my skin by paying … Continue reading Concrete Noun, Abstract Noun, Emotion, Memory
by Devon Miller-Duggan