“How do you want me?” she’d asked. Trevor smiled thin. He was tired and had been called away from thoughts of her by other concerns, although she was his favorite subject to ponder. Her question arrived with a crash, then whispered away; a wave returning to sea without sand, starved of an answer by the […]
Read MoreCheap filth and the traded asphalt guilt of another daft claim, a swung loose spill of avarice masquerading as virtue. Deep lying. Somewhere there’s a phantom keeping track, long fingers pinching a piece of brittle bone and marking slates with each unkindness, those blistering infernos famished and taunted like starved dogs chained inches from a […]
Read MoreThere it was again. Another dusk. Gabriel was tired of beauty and miracles. He would drive by the marsh each day as the sky faded, a long nine-to-five behind him and the belt and button of his tight slacks undone for the ride home. Clouds would bloom and sway like dancers at a Renoir patio […]
Read MoreCeleste looked across the field of yellow and felt a kinship to each sunflower’s struggle for the sky. They wanted to live, she knew. And they wanted to be different. Like she did. She’d brought the gun with her and it weighed heavy in the left pocket of her blue windbreaker. The season had started […]
Read MoreHe’d traveled because there was nothing left for him at home. Alec often wondered about the sky and how the clouds migrated from there to here, and he’d watch the trails of jets high above dissipate in the late evening sky, the sun’s gorgeous indifference coloring the world in bold magenta as the paths to […]
Read MoreJoseph stood in the September water and the deep chill of it made him cringe. He wanted to run back to the dry sands and towel off, but he was only waist deep and he had to go deeper to purge; to chase away the hold Kayla had on him. So he kept moving forward, […]
Read MoreThe long serpentine climb crested, the work accomplished not always pristine burnished bronze corroded black, these backward glances afford longer views than the mystery ahead. Diligence done, the houses empty, dust in corners more apparent, slower to gather just as the voices no longer echo in rooms, hallways, yards. And two wander with fingers loosely […]
Read MorePaths in rivulet diversion, which way to snake depends on sharp tongued lust and an ability to swallow retribution whole like an egg; distending the soft-bodied curl of selflessness and leaving thick skin bulging with greed. Circuitous as they may be, choices emerge from woolen ground fog. The taste of turned wine coats every morning […]
Read MoreTogether. The hands, the thoughts, the sex. Bound and in welcome, receiving, faith followed and encouraged. In the way of speaking, it’s we, us, them, they. Not you or I, but always in sum; the two walking with eyes straight and hope in bloom lining the path to tomorrow. And the additions, the kitchen cabinets, […]
Read MoreCloistered together, the concerns of all fall, rivulets yeild, as if against a knight’s shield, as if rain soaking rooftop, pooling runoff spilling this way and that behind these efforts, staining ground and conscience because regardless of others’ worry and circumstance, smiles here come easy, hands wander; kisses stolen and new day emboldened. Sunlight’s creamier, […]
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