McGowan Dr J A – Dr Jennifer A McGowan
When I Think “Purple” it is immediately six o’clock, we’re walking the dog, who hasn’t yet eaten whatever it was, you are bruised maybe a little but nothing to signify, I’ve still got both my amethyst earrings. Also the face of the man we found in the old oak out back, the dog sniffing his shadow, the sky radiant and him, gently swinging. THING Her thin, fine spines are invisible in skin. I’ve forgotten again, leaned on my desk as if my life were not currently entwined with a cactus. Leaning on Thing is a bad … Continue reading McGowan Dr J A – Dr Jennifer A McGowan