Cable

Everything between them is wrapped around her palm like a bandanna covering a cut, or even just electrical tape, unrolled out of restless fidgeting, to distract from all the shifting in their thoughts. Glass vases shaped like inverted squids sit on dusty end tables made out of mint green glass, and they cannot help but […]

Peripheral

Talk of killing in the back of a van with bad suspension while the landscape vibrates with the engine. They spit sunflower seeds into the sticky interiors of aluminum cans. At city intersections or on-ramps they see men and women with signs, beaten down by the sun and lack of sleep. Flies swarm around the […]

Vacant

Crashed space ships in the ocean, next to the bones of ancient boats, still flicker in the dark surrounded by pressure. The park is overgrown in a way that covers everything, even all the chain links in the fences. Flagpoles stand with nothing flying, and cast long shadows from the tops of hills that cut […]

Saturation

They think about the burning house, and the bus ride where they scared each other on accident. They poured into the building over top the paved sidewalk that was surrounded by mud made by the rain in all its laughter. Ugly paintings become regretful reminders and age to look much worse over time. The same […]

Align

We don’t let each other change the paint chips off the aging door. It’s in a ring around the frame, but you can’t see it anymore. There is no light inside the window you wouldn’t notice from outside. Pale trees surround the darkened streets, and new born owls learn to glide. Giving in to manipulation […]

Backwards

The bottom of the town has never seen the crown, and broken auto parts have gaps that light can’t get through. Tunnels boring through the hillside move like worms through shifting earth, and all the trees are bent within the greater landslide. Backwards moving minute hands scrape their fingers on the edges of the clock […]

Apart

Angry for being angry, she stabs the eraser with a pen. The melted wax on her desk lamp starts to burn and makes the light the same color as the crayons were. The lightning bugs look like satellites from her window. Only smaller as if her street was another galaxy. Moving apart from the center […]