2014 Category
Reason
Posted on June 11, 2014 2 Comments
Persistence wends its way through me, and dogged determination is my downfall – rendering me as emotionally aloof and socially distant as a rosy clan of Irishmen on Christmas Eve, before there’s been anything to drink – born of those same people who show up for a free dinner, but not the funeral of your […]
Tree of Knowledge
Posted on June 11, 2014 1 Comment
Along this leaning tree overspreads a crooked arm, wan with tired views and news of reaching, forlorn and telling, assiduously bristled in barky intent and knowing. It always meant to branch out in a random shuffling of limbs its mistakes of revelation – no telling where they would lead. But wakeful indecisiveness, anchored by dreamy […]
Opposites of Truth
Posted on June 6, 2014 Leave a Comment
Drawn up on my tongue like a syringe full of potassium – with so much thought and effort – is all the manufactured insouciance, spit back undeservedly into the air. The words are sucked back into self-imposed, semi-forgotten vacuity, committed only to my memory, where I carve them into the stone of what you don’t […]
Opening Day
Posted on June 5, 2014 Leave a Comment
The shore’s greatest stretch is what they called it – the sport of kings – which I knew it wasn’t and took for bullshit. An excuse to be in the sun on a weekday afternoon an inch away from the beach in spectators, handicapping behind the paddock, is what it was. – Pick a horse […]
The Slumber Party
Posted on June 3, 2014 Leave a Comment
On a Friday night in June, we rounded the corner past the elevators, floors thick with dented wax and walls thick with beige over blue over beige over blue. There’s a minor blaze to keep us on our toes, said a nurse whose edgy bucktoothed laughter guided her in step with an empty wheelchair. And […]
I Have Created Myself
Posted on May 28, 2014 Leave a Comment
On the day the bird takes flight, all will be the same. A dreary, lint-colored felt will serve as a swath of sky, paring itself into small circles of blue dreams from which desperation will seep, then pour – and finally inundate beneath. But there will be no harbingers to precede or even tardily accompany […]
At Fred’s
Posted on May 22, 2014 Leave a Comment
Sitting below the tin sunshine of morning, they are all for themselves on the vinyl swivels of impending gossip, the backs of shared misfortune. Cups of milky tea, stringed labels Lipton-bright dangled amid crumbs and crumpled sugar packets. The greenish-hued Princess Pseudomona reigns, and her ear-bent court of retirees ne’er-do-wells braggarts circumspectly defer, awaiting the […]
Mantra
Posted on May 19, 2014 2 Comments
When I open my eyes each morning to a new day, my child is dead. When I yawn, stretch before arising, and dangle my feet off the bed, my child is dead. When I worriedly listen for my other son’s soft breaths as he sleeps, my child is dead. When I am overjoyed at the […]
Squandering Stories
Posted on May 16, 2014 Leave a Comment
In third grade at Yantacaw School, we had a weekly timeslot reserved for show-and-tell – sometimes involving show-and-listen, where we were allowed the opportunity to share our favorite music with classmates – more like show-and-tell lite. I believe this is where I may have been exposed to the one-eyed, one-horned, flying Purple People Eater – […]
The Happy Hour
Posted on May 14, 2014 Leave a Comment
Cocktails FOR SALE is what it says. Underneath the ‘FOR SALE’ are fragmented black letters, dissimilar in size, chipped and discolored to almost grey (not gray). -Buy 8 get 1 free- We’ll buy them and drink them. Carefully placed, you believe, are those letters on the sign, crooked and hanging, the first ‘l’ dangling into […]
A Girl by the Bridge 
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