It’s so nice how you are and how nice it is to be around you and I think you’re amazing. You make this one face that I love so much. Is it this one no not that one. Less scrunched up. Is it this one no it is not that one either. Is it this […]

What makes Helen falter in front of the pawn shop is the beat-up electric propped up in the window, its silver paint peeling just clear of the glass. In her mind she had already touched it. It is so unlike Helen to open the door, to walk up to the counter, to stand doing nothing […]

https://fenceportal.org/wp-content/uploads/2024/07/A-Seam-of-Electricity-w-Dauphine-Crust-for-FENCE-final.m4a           What is a house unelectrified, situated on a continent-wide grid of electrical possibilities? Failure in the interiors of modernity— keystone limber in the going logics of domestic illumination? Is it even legible by the tools we have of reading houses, grids— of reading settlement? Does it even exist in […]

They construct spaceports inside our scaffolded jaws Holy spears blast through our skulls with ion thrusters We try to clutch our fleeing ghosts with banded claws We spasm and shit diarrhetic star clusters They huff nozzled volcanoes to their nitrous core They snort lines of crushed hopes off my charred mermaid breasts They rinse their […]

Annie and Daniel lived in a brick house at the end of the street. He was 36 and she was 27. It was their culture for girls to marry boys who were just a little bit older than them. He went to work during the weekday, she made his coffee in the morning then cleaned […]