The Cacti of Your Memories
I walk amid paths strewn with cacti of your memories. Which stay still, strong, silent. But there. In my path. So that if i want to go forward, I have to go through them. But when I try do that, I get pierced by their sharp pointy thorns. It is Read more
CHRISTMAS: A SUMMARY REPORT
8:00 am I cannot believe I am showering, getting dressed, and putting on makeup at this ungodly hour on a Saturday. I would have had endless time to lollygag but my brother decided to move Christmas dinner to Saturday so one of his fiancé’s daughters and her family could attend. Read more
All At Once
It was winter. The boy…young man…child… (he was all at once) sat on the frozen ground in the middle of the football field looking up at the clear night sky. Black-blue background dotted with the white pinprick specks of stars. The moon was gibbous, waxing. The boy lifted his right Read more
DRIFTWOOD AND BONE
bursts of summer and yellow-eyed butterflies and a chiseled sculpture, worn down, flat like a stiff tuxedo cuff, risen and engraved in the hearth of hard dirt wetted by rain with wood stumps like starfish be dazzling grey roses, dried and wrapped in baby thorn coats winding round drooping oak Read more
Alcoholic Betty
Alcoholic secretary smokes a pack a day. Hides in her car at lunch puffing shame fags alone – Hangover Betty – she is a sorry case. Too bad to deserve a pregnancy – God recognizes this type – this type with veined and reddened face. Pathetic fat Betty; at thirty Read more