Sparks

At a rest stop between the East coast and the West, I call her and tell lies about the scenery. Long stretches of farmland have always reminded her of being young and having nowhere else to go. This is a fact I cannot help but know. In the space next to me a man downs […]

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Fixation

I watch her drink water cupped in her hands and when she finishes I make sure to look away. Her body curves inward at her center and when she lets me, I put my hands there, and pull her in against my chest. She says there’s nothing I can do, but I continue anyway; saying […]

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Tonight

The few people I pass by sitting in their crumbling cars breathing warm air into their hands, look at me and can see that tonight is different. I don’t look at my feet like I usually do, and the energy surrounding me is akin to the static in the wind after a lightning strike. The […]

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Stain

I see a woman from my doorway painting the side of her house with her hands. She’s wearing a gray t-shirt with no logo and jeans that have a bleach stain in the shape of lake Michigan on the left thigh. It seems strange at first, but my attention quickly shifts when I notice a […]

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Dashboard

Broken windshield wipers make the people drive slowly, and it doesn’t take long for someone to start seeing in distorted blurs to match the refracted mess above their dashboard. It’s hard to hold in when their angry sometimes, so they get drunk and drag around a opossum in a burlap sac. They do it only […]

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