Tag: Rebecca Street

  • Poetry: Rebecca Street’s “Sixth Sense”

    Poetry: Rebecca Street’s “Sixth Sense”

    1. GustationIf I was the one screaming, you were the one covering my mouth. Call this an oversight, if you will. I was too loose. I was shaken, not stirred. I was free and handed to you by a stranger. Remember when you replaced the racket in my hand with a baseball bat? Skull cracks.…