lillian
Lillian R. I cut him out of the picture… or maybe, he cut my heart out first? then, my brother cut me out… my family cut me out… or maybe, it was …
26 Feb
the sadist
the sadist
the sadist… by hook fire anchor or noose i saw no way out. i think execution machines were sweeter than you. but i could not stop craving your push and pull and empty words. i hung onto your every …
26 Feb
little trees
little trees
So many little trees like little fingers on a hill. Out there something sprouts, despite the snow, despite the view.
26 Feb
the deer hunter
the deer hunter
…the deer hunter there was a snap-echo and i fell to my knees after a pithy pause. what i recall were all these little crackles, restless, beneath leaves and body and frozen grass in concert …
26 Feb
icarus
icarus
Icarus… I could never tolerate the heat. The sweltering summer sun on fresh asphalt could asphyxiate even the most robust pigeons. …and I always disliked palm trees. …rats live in …
26 Feb
the stutterer
the stutterer
The Stutterer… I had something more to say but left it out… I hesitated to let my tongue push the letters out my mouth. Unable to transmit, the shovel heaped over a final sentence.
26 Feb
the bather
the bather
The Bather… Hot water turns cold so fast, you’d hardly know that I was headed down the drain. I always imagined that a tornado would be a poetic way to …
26 Feb
the stringer
the stringer
The Stringer What you see can’t hurt you…right? until the worm tight around the hook sneaks right into the lower fish-jaw. a big fish- eyes google, gaping-at-the-air-sideways when a last breath escapes… out of …
26 Feb
the american
the american
The American In Mexico the sky was always blue, but the dirt evaporated the moisture in my nose. a hooker a handgun a heroin fix a hollow heart I swallowed the worm, lost my way, and never made it home.