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Meg Pokrass: Puppy Breath

I had his phone number, the guy from the A.A. meeting. I held it in my hands. I was terrible on the phone, but he would never call me. He said he couldn’t approach women. It was up to me.

June 29, 2019 · 1 Comment

Meg Pokrass: The Agonizingly Beautiful Noses of Norwegians

Tonight, Albert Albertson took me to a foreign film at the Cinemaclub – a Norwegian film in which ten gorgeous people died. The women had agonizingly beautiful noses. Their deaths were as agonizing as their noses, and it seemed fitting, or at least it fit, and I didn’t feel as sad as I would have felt watching normally attractive people die.

June 8, 2019 · Leave a comment

Meg Pokrass: Quack

He tells her this: “When ejaculating, I quack.” “Promise?”She’s poking water next to him — tipping front, then back, and then over again, looking at the sky, sideways.He gets her feathers … Continue reading

April 13, 2019 · Leave a comment

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