Love Will Not Break Us
Camouflage In a dream he takes a seat in the back row of a meeting room lined with folding chairs. He counts eight people including himself, none of whom he…
Rock. Paper. Scissors.
One summer morning over breakfast Arlene, Max’s wife of twenty-five years, announced that she was planning to have an affair. “Who plans to have an affair and then tells the…
Shipwrecked
He wakes from a dream flickering in silken darkness silence drifting through a broken window sill covered with the kiss of her fingertips. She was here once, now gone but…
The Nowhere Map
Sometimes the heart drives without glasses, squints into the sun, sings off key, songs about love and regret. Pinning hope to the dashboard its destination slips from view, the nowhere…
How to Write
February 13. Notes written in order to abolish this damn writer's block plaguing me once again. In the morning, get up. Make the bed in the style of a fancy…
27th December
Events since Christmas Eve as we move into the void before New Years. Present state of being...reclusive introspection. *Mice. Twenty live-trapped and released. No more clearing counters each night. No…
19th December
And we find ourselves here again. On the trembling edge of a new year. Expectation cast into the unknown. The desire for closure; close the book, see it gone, tucked…
What Price Beauty
The Wedding. The women are wearing ladders on their feet. Stiff legged, they limp out of church. One clomps along lifting her feet high off the ground - "must control…
29th November
Misty start to the day. Like being inside cotton wool. Or passing through low cloud. Mouse crap in the kitchen (they emerged from the fireplace like something prehistoric, between old…
What Did You Find There?
From memory. Florida/1996. Christmas Day. A collective of pink condominiums set in squares around a section of Intercoastal Waterway. *** I see myself, hands thrust into the pockets of my…