Letter from the Editor
Grieving god in the car
Poem in the Shape of the Poet Beating Henry Kissinger to Death with Their Bare Hands
what do you do for a living?
When You Walk Into the Limits of “the Politics of Deference” Like a Screen Door
A Prayer for the Annihilation of Every Automobile
I AM THE ONLY UNHAPPY PERSON IN AMERICA
An Extra Packet or two
The Migrating Eel I Met on His Way to the Sargasso Sea
Sin Coger pero much comer / Unsexed but Well-Fed
this is a metaphor for life
A Voyeur’s Valentines
Decaf Diane and Regular Rob
Secret Menu
EVERYONE I HAVE EVER KISSED THINKS ABOUT ME ALL OF THE TIME AND IS IN LOVE WITH ME
Help, I’m Still At The Restaurant
5 Tips for a Healthier, Somewhat Longer Life
By My Father’s Hand
Da Vinci, Van Gogh, and Mondrian Walk Into a Taco Bell
Privacy Policy
Guarantor
Taco Hell
The True Story of Eating Taco Bell for a Week After Top Surgery
I, Burrito
Ponyo Poem
Ungendered Figure
Chicken Bone as Closure
Bildungsroman
This is My Taco Bell Poem
Baja Blasterina
Taco is taco, but what is bell?
My mom says the year I was born you could order one of everything on the Taco Bell menu for less than $15
good luck
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Taco Bell Quarterly 