Jessie Askinazi·Jan 8, 2016Made You LookThe love I hand over to friendships is fluffy, pink icing. For the boys along the fence, it’s cavities.
Jessie Askinazi·Jan 3, 2016One Man’s Suffering is the Whole City’s HellI’m stuck on Highland Avenue in traffic that is not moving. I’ve never seen it this bad before. Something is going on. Maybe there’s a…
Jessie Askinazi·Jan 3, 2016Missing Angles“You must find me”, I repeated in the letter, feverishly penning so as to set the glass bottle to sail. “Our chance is fleeting; these…
Jessie Askinazi·Jan 2, 2016Tickets to the Murder Mystery ShowHere on this dimension, blinded by sparks, men kidnap all the free oxygen which innocents are entitled to; the oxygen that infuses all…
Jessie Askinazi·Jan 2, 2016Pigeon is HeldThere is a scalding murmur I’ve carried since I was a child It is a lapse of time an erupting synapse wearing a paralyzed chimp-grin…
Jessie Askinazi·Jan 2, 2016Joe’s Mundane EpiphanyIt is perplexing and trivial, trying to bring my adoration for you to life. You can never expose a feeling, can you? To really excavate it…
Jessie Askinazi·Jan 2, 2016Car Trouble“Your steering wheel is going to need to be aligned. It won’t know where to go, it won’t have a direction,” a man with the same name as me…
Jessie Askinazi·Dec 31, 2015Dinner Theater DividersSupposedly red brings prosperity. Our animal ancestors shake their LSD-eyes and wag a gossip tongue. They really could bring the rain- in…
Jessie Askinazi·Dec 31, 2015They Came And Took The Furniturecotton-mouthed at the clearing puss moth caterpillar mimicking flowers pretending each lick of the spoon natural flow un-there heat lamp…
Jessie Askinazi·Dec 31, 2015Seared TunaI’m not sure if it was the seared tuna. I’m not sure if it was the seared tuna, or unproductive comparisons I had made throughout the…
