Monday with Mel Bosworth
By Kevin Murphy
Supramolecular Assembly
by Brooks Sterritt
Bile milkshake. Audiometric falafels to the face. Two sticky handshakes. A friend said that to lose weight one must picture maggots in mucus at all times. Cropcircle rin tin tinnitus. Hairball lemonade floats. Cough syrup binge-wagon.
Tantric coin-operated Kylie Minogue pleather wax museum diaphragm diagrams. Notable individuals with medically unexplained hyperactive anechoic chamber saliva-production phantom-sound-phantom-limb clinical depression, quiet homemade background noise syndrome fuckwads to the face.
Homeostatic response to Oreos and previous Preakness and Triple Crown gutshot mules with horse DNA and auditory input loss/test noises exceeding 700 decibels and gradual amphibious, non-obtrusive, long-term, general, local, presidential charismatic christ on a pogo hop-along stick/permanent conditions requiring gamma knife radiosurgery, come with me come with me we’ll travel to infinity using ginkgo biloba, lidocaine, caffeine, nicotine, salt, shielding of cochlea by teflon implant, melatonin meals, and electrical, magnetic stimulation, simulation, etc.
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Brooks Sterritt lives in Boston where he is the fiction editor of Redivider. His writing has appeared or is forthcoming in Barrelhouse, Wigleaf, and Titular. Find him online at www.magicmonads.com.
Hot damn. I’m out of breath just listening to that. Props to Brooks and Mel for a gut-punching good time.
Mel Bosworth said:zippity boop, fo sho.
Brooks Sterritt said:Thanks once again for reading, Mel. Kevin, preciate it.
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