[The cat passed away]
The cat passed away. Can I say that? Like a human. Unlike a human, it dozed on the windowsill in a...
Read MoreBorn in Georgia, Matthew Harrison now lives in Massachusetts, where he's completing an MFA at UMass-Amherst. His writing has recently appeared or will soon in Gargoyle, The Saint Ann's Review, Ping-Pong, Word Riot, Heavy Feather Review, Kitty Snacks, and other journals.
by Matthew Harrison | Feb 8, 2013 | Poetry | 0
The cat passed away. Can I say that? Like a human. Unlike a human, it dozed on the windowsill in a...
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Toasting his dark pint of Ireland to the night, red-rimmed blue eyes pinched, lips furious, Mark...
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The two grey kittens licking dead bugs off the windshield of my Honda: They will never live...
Read Moreby Matthew Harrison | Feb 8, 2013 | Poetry | 0
Preferring the hernia surgery that kept me in bed except for crawls to go pee at nine years old,...
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