I threw myself through the roof again. I do this whenever people are over. People I don’t like. This anti-social behavior is the only thing keeping me alive. Me as in whatever part of me that’s floating across the street, not that body thing back there. I don’t know what the hell’s keeping that alive.Continue reading “Detached”
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Like Ghost but Different
MEDIUMI’m sensing the ghost of your mother. She brings wine and flowers. CUSTOMEROh. That’s my mom. I just know it is. MEDIUMThat’s what I said. I would know. She says she loves you. CUSTOMERI knew it. My mom LOVED me. She still does. I just know she does. MEDIUMYup. She just told me. That’s howContinue reading “Like Ghost but Different”
Drown Everything by Tony Espino
Image Source: Snappa Carl looks past the photos of happy customers on the wall at a sparrow perched in the dark on an empty pill bottle outside. An artifact from a time when medication could relieve anxiety. A time when there was a choice to fix society or increase the dosage to deal with society.Continue reading “Drown Everything by Tony Espino”
Conspiracy Theory Killed by the Beautiful Fauna
There I happened, stupid.This cartoony brain in a doorWe filled with a beautiful theoryAbout a spotted dimensionDreaming adviceDreaming becauseDreaming remembers the giantWith paranormal forces to another headOutlaw dreaming aboutThe implanted brainMY headThis thing I can’t avoidEntering everyone’s front doorCoughing, mining a rumorWe’re masquerading as dimensions
Underlining the Seconds
glued, thirsty human to shirtyou, me, some sweaty ceilingthe fan looks panickeddespite told-you-so windowthe heart sits on icenot in the character’s bodyi’m sun, the exhausteda growing glob of rattlesnakesseeping into another adventurewith an optimistic umbrellafocused like poisonmy clammy kneesare amazing
Tower Eighteen is Weak
disease-ridden filthy friendsdisliked baseball and onionsthrew out yearswith basketball eyesi almost know a lazy personhaving skin and blood and wingsmy memory’s flattened and faxedi fear the oceanswind skin, seashell thingpulled me, rejected mewished me happy birthdaydisliked my reminded monthsanticipationfriendssomewhere eerie mefeels discomforton brand and defective
Living Nowhere
go but notleave the light onthat unravels salivalike a whole televisioncouch looks so loststay, sink insidewant living buttoni stay bathed in weirdmake a searchlook! it’s minutessliding into disappointmentneon mean ass crime
Uncanny Potential
imagine a spiderovercoming silencein waves of dirtwearing a rat auracreating the chapter’s insidea boneless caretakerspider footsteps inside youappear olderlike a lonely, old cracktears change from hot to arguethere’s an underneaththe beating butterfliesthe spider sets free its entrailsslipping carnagea dustpan