Over

She is sleeping with her faceagainst the window that is over icedand the bus is barely staying on the road.Other people all are talking in the cultureof what they hold against their earsanother course to route the powerover all the gears that disappear alone.A single stone is thrown and breaksthe storefront glass that everyonewill pass […]

Branch

Another normal day where wetally up the numbers of what we gave away,but I can’t stay and watch.The past won’t stay out of my dreamslike it is ink bleeding through the page,and all the words there are disfiguredlike the bodies being burned in crematoriumswho never list their addresses.She takes the curtains down so everyonecan see […]

Annual

Pictures of the same eventsrecycled since they’re all that we’vebeen waiting for and any more isalways out of reach.The hollow hills are weird to walk onsince your footsteps echo downthrough all the structure that you cannotsee from up there in a vantage point so perfect.It is everything but always so much higher. Easily distracted by […]

Cornered

The roads keep getting widerand the spiders in the cornerstake their webs down and leavethe whole town because there’s nothingthere to wrap up and devour.We both are standing in the showerwith our eyes closed as the misttakes over everything around us.She is drawing on the fogged up glassdoor with her fingers making faces likethey were […]

Midst

Remember when you thoughtthis was forever? She asked himas they pulled onto the highwayand the whole sky up above themlooked like something ran a knifestraight through the clouds.He had his doubts that they would make itbut as the list of things that saved themkept increasing there was no wayto deny that they were lucky.All the […]

Foster

What’s the point of imagining anythingwhen it’s all laid out in front of us on demand?Even Tolkien has been replicated to infinity. How many more space operas do we needbefore we perfect the Lucas format,and enjoy that like it finally deserves? So many channels full of commercialslaced with every minor detail that ensuresyou will feel […]

Middle

Washed up like broken bottle pieceson a beach where no one visitsbecause the sunlight there is like a starefrom someone you have always disappointed.Rusted fences and tucked away peoplepaid almost nothing to be left alonebut not forgotten by the board roomspulling strings with all the ringslaced over fingertips.They go to bars where all the girlsare […]