December
  December In December, we walked on the moon And bit Georgia fruit Skipped across the sky-rivers This, we swagger, kings Text and Images © Andrew Auten – All Rights Reserved
Fat Hole Gets Licked Hard
          Fat Hole Gets Licked Hard More goes in the blue limb Tucked roughly, a medicine Buckled down, as you would find On horseflesh, to race and earn So, you regard a prime this slave Skittish wailer, you beat ...
Heebie-Jeebies
For most of the day, Ellen Dinosaur hid under the greenhouse, in the company of lizards and crawl-bugs, which she generously allowed to seep into her skin and guts so that she would know them with clarity, protect them from ...
Bamboo
      Bamboo The red-drunk atmosphere Of the hour settled on his throat As a wicked, dark bird Now plucked bare of reason Blind fist, swings wild toward bone Weakness is leverage He bids dark wings goodbye Fond ...