David Kowalczyk THIS WORD SMELLS OF AGGRESSION. Drunk and blind, it dreams of marrying a princess. Its voice is a desert wind. Its father is Jim Morrison. Its heart is a grassy knoll. Its mother is an inflatable doll. It smiles like a melting shadow. David Kowalczyk is a writer living in Oakfield, New York. His poetry and fiction have appeared in seven anthologies and over one hundred journals and magazines, including Taj Mahal Review,...