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K.L. Monahan Friedrich Quietmaster Is A Peeping Tom Before I turn him on, all the way, I like to take a feather duster and stroke his wide front, clean his slate, so to speak, open his blow hole. I always twist both his knobs as far as they'll turn. Sometimes, when I'm hot, really hot, I show him my breast, curl my tongue and whisper Ricco, Ricco. And when I'm especially hot, and he's blowing hard, I'll wear just a cottony dress, french a red Popsicle and play parachute. * Friedrich Quietmaster is (in real life) an air conditioner |
| K.L. Monahan is a Texan and has previously published works in VLQ, The Rose and Thorn, Poetryz, a few local publications, and has poetry either in, or, forthcoming in Kenoma, Speculative Fiction and Myth, Mythic Delirium, Poems Niederngasse, and, (hopefully) more. She has won several awards, one in which landed her a week in Paris. email: K.L. Monahan |