Hexagons cut into all the picnic tables. Humidity like the inside of a shoe. I sit there with the sharply drawn graffiti, and the think about the world now without you. We built a wooden bridge together over a small stream in the deepest parts of the trail so people wouldn’t have to get their […]

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My main memory of her is seen through foggy glasses. Every time she comes to mind I have to give myself permission not to listen. We all have things we don’t like to think about usually rooted in our pain or someone else’s. I watch a hand slam down on a knife, the blade sticks […]

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A goat’s eye looks back at her through the bars overlapping the storm drain. The smell of mud and other damp and dark sources reach through the confines not satisfied with being underground. They are kept there as a punishment for saying the same things repeatedly and then complaining no one understands the message. Talons […]

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Make Believe

I misunderstand her question as we stand out in the driveway in the cool air that shows up right after midnight. Neither of us knows what we’re doing or what the other person wants and so we are quiet while we add up all the numbers. I think about the make believe I overheard two […]

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