Heights

I break the hour glass against the wallbecause the minute hands have alwaysfunctioned better as a wayto mark the waiting. I’ve seen an entire flock of birdsgo and impale itself on just a singlecactus standing lonely on a dune. It might have been a miragebut what’s the difference betweenthat and how the glass leavesbehind gashes […]

Patient

My best advice is just to make the mostof any shitty job they’re still left offeringto anyone afraid enough to sign.The same places are everywheremarked brightly by the logos that haunttheir radius of miles over footballs fieldsand school zones going slowly. I ask the jellyfish in the fish tank,in the waiting room, to stay out […]

Crow’s Nest

To all the high schools that looksimilar every red brick outer wallis just a costume in the imageof an archetype. I can’t tell wild rabbits apartwhen I see them run for milesfrom the noises this town makeswhen it gets dark out. She climbs out her window at nightto desensitize herself to all that’s out there.The […]

Offering

The only rule is win out herewhere the losers look aroundand sometimes wonder.What happened to all the sycamorebranches that would collect downin the grass and catch on fire?I miss those yearly burns where allthe deer would watch where they grew updestroy itself and never ask a question.No one has the fortuneto be ignored anymorein any […]

Skim

The cat needed pain killers and arthritis medsas well as surgery to fix its rotting teethso it could eat again. My brother almost got killed by somethingpressurized that burst and sent forth shrapnelthat just so narrowly avoided all his veins. I stay up all night and wait for thingsto feel like they did when there […]

Default

I take my time on thingsmuch like a default.The dogs behind mebite my heels and bleed themlike I’ve never seen them go.The working men and womenlive in flashbacks that appearwhile they do almost anythingto move time along,so they can have an eveningfor themselves.I see them heat their soup canson tinfoil stretched overa flame they built […]

Misconception

She liked to outlineall the tattoos she couldn’t affordwith just a marker and some extra timeshe carried in the evenings on her own.All the rooms were stonewalledand echoed like you’d think,and she would drink her teaand scream when it got boring. Things worth ignoring are like shadowsin the shape of spinning windmillsalways separating quadrants of […]