now you've got a fever but I think you'll need a ladder

New work appears in the new Eleven Eleven: several prose poems all called "The Age of the Tire Boat." These are from a project called No One Sleeps Beneath the Train Except the Light, in which the things that happen include deer shit raining from Arnold Schwarzenegger's shower. They are forthcoming in the anthology Thirty Under Thirty from Starcherone. Lots of cool people in there, and in this new 11:11. Very stoked to be among.

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