Straitjackets Magazine

Spring 2018

Editorial

"As we lazily rowed along, we happened upon this crocodile who called himself Henri."

"From the look on your ugly mug, I think there might be a problem. Spill it, Bruno."

"On every porch, by every squirrel door Sits a great pumpkin with a hollowed out core."

"A child, no match for a speeding car. Death doesn't care."

".. the fence line ran back over the undulating hills until it disappeared from view in the waving grass."

"Maybe she'd lose a few pounds and meet an honest man who didn't cheat with skinny floozies."

"Keep in mind bowls of blueberries, mornings of transition-"

"You abandoned the car and left her there, The baby died so they gave you the chair."

"What would I do with a time machine?"

"In the summers of my youth, the creek was the place I preferred."

"I can do this. I have just enough time to reach in and grab him.

Pond at Huntington

Editorial

Momma wiped her hands on her apron, opened the closet and picked up the shotgun.

I was a student commercial pilot feeling my stuff.

Of the choices available, I found the hat, above all else, the most expressive piece of clothing.

I can't remember when I first started thinking of myself as the Don't Girl

I walk to my chair Take her in my arms.