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Ice Fishing On Capital Lake

Look at The Hole.

The Hole we have

Chopped in The Ice.

Water Bobbing Up.

A Guilty Man’s Gullet.

Look at The Pike.

Darting Below Us.


Panicked with Teeth.

We Have Wax Worms and Minnows.

Jig Heads and Swivels.

Hooks Full of Passion.

A Bucket to Bleed In.


This is Winter.

Darkness at Dawn.

Whiskey and Cheese.

First Published by Jasper's Folly

Speed Dating At The Kama Sutra Rest Home And Bar

Yoga Class. Tights. Ass. Glad We Got Our Senior Pass. (Glad We Brought Some Extra Cash) Namaste You Stunning Thing. Let Me See Your Luscious Bling. Let Me Be Your Silver Fox. Your Downward Dog’s A Par


Cold. Rotted Planks. Flanked By Piles Of Toys Armed With Dolls. Dead Eyes Smiling. Showing Teeth. Not Showing. What Lies Beneath. Sweat. Pulse. Sharp Smell Of Fear. The Dark Winter Night. The Rope Whe

The Boom Boom Room

There’s A Room In The Back. It’s The One That Prints Jack. The One That’s Front Loaded. The One Sugar Coated. Take The Fork In The Road. Take Your Pain A La Mode. Take Your Cue From Your Gods. Get Wha


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