Angela slumped over the brittle photograph and brought the magnifying glass to her eye which blazed with emerald expectation. According to the faded stamp on the back, it was the correct date. And while she belived it was the correct place, the time of day was indescernible. Were they there? Was their boat docked on […]
Read MoreAren’t you done begging yet? Isn’t the lack of resolution during this desert trek of arid searching enough for your eyes to close? Stop looking. Nothing fits other than the glass slipper you shattered when stepping too hard, asking too much, demanding a king’s ransom on a pauper’s pay. The vibrant hues of acceptable days […]
Read MoreRina sat on the edge of the high rocks and dangled her gangly legs over the crash of the sea below. It growled at her as if it were a circus lion set free on a cruel ringmaster, and so she faced the gray above and welcomed the cool mist covering everything as if the […]
Read MoreBrittle bones break. Brittle bones shake. Brittle hopes awake in the dusk of night’s quake. In the blacklight. Under the cry. With the moan and cautious grip. In the blink of an eye. Boring into these most unquiet ecstasies is the soul stretched taunt on the deliverance of dreams. For all those ways home, why […]
Read MoreHad they made thousands of these? Yes. Thousands of unique, captured dreams mailed to the homes of the rich, the lonely, the sick. And he’d never touched her although he so often dreamt of what that warm, smooth skin would feel like beneath his hands, of what her breathing would feel like under the crush […]
Read MoreShe’d been modeling for him over the past sixteen years, and while technology moved on, their dances didn’t change. Clifford hated the flat boredom of video. It lacked the latent image, the romance of a movie camera. And he had no patience for editing. He captured only what was raw and real, a single reel. […]
Read MoreThe camera churned, a kind of rough chewing made by it’s teeth as they pulled 16mm film by its sprockets, delicately capturing her on celluloid for the last time. She looked this way and that, trained to ignore Clifford and his lens, instead appearing as if the moment were candid; as if this motion picture […]
Read MoreDissected by the uncaring eyes of infinite scrutiny, it’s light addiction, a careening screech off binary canyons that hunts for the turned ear, swift validation and the head nod of connection. “Let’s be friends!” each snap screams in a desperate howl, like the cry of a wounded animal at mating season. Let’s mend the hurts […]
Read MoreDon’t you wish you could just keep going? Just chase the sunset until the sea and surrender to day? Prolong the amber of final hours as they evaporate into the violent vibrance of dusk, the pink and orange flower of evening? Let’s throttle it, yeah? Can we just kill tomorrow and the next day with […]
Read MoreIf it’s said aloud enough, then maybe it’ll be true. Love you. Love you more. Love you most. The repeated assertion that you’re the sun around which orbit is necessity for being. The light of you breeds possibility, even in this world of reigning confusion, where clouds billow tall in once perfect skies and shed […]
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