The Last Standing Indians by Pris Campbell

The Last Standing Indians I read about Indians in grade school, all of them scalpers and killers, my history books said, except for Tonto, the Lone Ranger’s faithful companion. I knew about Tonto through radio. My second husband was one-fourth Continue reading The Last Standing Indians by Pris Campbell

Mid-life Scramble by Pris Campbell

Mid-life Scramble She pushes pins into a doll, lights candles, recites secret incantations to jinx the blond-haired floozy who ran off with her husband. Her best friend tells her it’s a mid-life crisis, but he could call the crisis line Continue reading Mid-life Scramble by Pris Campbell

Bobby’s Wish by Pris Campbell

Bobby’s Wish Robert E Lee, encased these long years in bronze hat a plop spot for pigeons, thinks of the dead men once under his command, worn down and hungry, sick of war and death, creeping home through the trees Continue reading Bobby’s Wish by Pris Campbell

Tango by Pris Campbell

Tango When the mermaids of mercy come to me, trailing seaweed and translucent beings to my bed, they sing stories of when they had legs, walked earth with the dinosaurs before the floods made them half-fish, half women, like I Continue reading Tango by Pris Campbell

Just Say No by Pris Campbell

Just Say No Ever since grandfather broke the decency rules in my childhood, men in authority could make my knees buckle if they pushed hard enough and despite my wish that the earth would open, pulling them under with fire Continue reading Just Say No by Pris Campbell

Swept Away by Pris Campbell

Swept Away My fingernails dig into pavement’s end, a void opening beneath me. Columbus lied. The world is flat. The Mayflower barely made it. The illusions we live in fade as the planet tilts under the seismic shift of our Continue reading Swept Away by Pris Campbell

First Man by Pris Campbell

First Man Should he become ‘First Man’, Bill wonders what he will do with himself. Should he redesign the Blue Room in plush leather, pose in designer suits the press can review in GQ, make a film about which President Continue reading First Man by Pris Campbell