Trend Sparked By A Mundane View

There’s nothing to see outside except the lights below the billboard, but they made it easier to read the text praising the efforts of a local rocking chair craftsman. Old fashion markets must need old fashion marketing; in the same way that most computers made in the early nineties required the memory on square disks. […]

Parallel

The parallel fences are made of large bones and sculpted to look like the double helices in our blood. The scarecrows wait around all day and are suspended by a system of ropes and mechanisms much more sophisticated than the normal style in the echo of crucifixion. She sits on a hill overlooking this and […]

Collective

Spent rolls of duct tape are thrown into the bonfire to keep it going a while longer. Her hands are hiding in the sleeves of her jacket between moments of poking the embers and taking drags from the pipe being passed around by everyone. She rejected most of the legends about the land they walked […]

When The Night Falls Through And You Need A Ride Home

They enter through the door that’s just some hanging beads, and all the people in the room are getting high on whatever they happen to have brought with them. There is a bowl of what looks like apple stems in the middle of the table at the corner of the party, and above that there […]

Laura

In the damp hallways of a collapsing farmhouse mushrooms grew along the walls, and vermin chewed on stale bits of old food that were left in the cabinets. The barn was in disarray, as well, and in the center of it an old dairy cow named Laura was dying. A large piece of splintered wood […]

Not Ready To Sleep

She asks me to hand her the hairbrush she keeps on the small table at the front of our room, and I get it for her while she looks at herself in our tall but narrow mirror. I remember when I was too afraid to even meet her eyes with mine, and everything about the […]

Coats

Long coats hang on lines that stretch across the rooftops of old duplexes and look like invisible people pacing around above our heads. The old antennas still cast their slanted shadows over the basin where water is routed down the center like a definitive marker for where the two halves of town meet. Little kids […]