Confirmation

She pulled the letter out of a booth cushion, at a diner downtown. The old fake leather cut smoothly against the blade of her roommate’s pocket knife. Who was sitting across from her keeping watch for the pacing manager, through the small square of glass in the middle of the kitchen door. She read the […]

Wonder

No one knew what they were doing sorting out the world in words and pace of war. Always wanting more, the food fell from their mouths as they consumed it. Harnessing all perceived weakness through a persuasion that only what they cared about was real. Polar bears biting down into the flesh of seals keeping […]

The Sides

No one else is up it’s just her. The light bulb in her desk lamp is blue. The medium wraps itself around everything. We are a mark on it a scar made out of scar. She got one at the bar splintering cracks in table wood. The dark tree sacrificed for nothing. Like magic visions […]

Tropes

A pure white stag with eyes like setting suns and pupils the same shape as infinity. Tangled in its antlers is about three feet of razor wire drawing blood that drips down across its face. An asteroid in stable orbit home to a sleek factory. Where the rough shapes of human bodies are carved out […]

Caption For A Midwest Winter

The people all rush to scrub the grime off their drains, in a hurry to stir all their wallowing brains. In their thoughts of the past they regret what remains, and the gnats all just orbit the sink. Cast out in these boxes, with walls the same color as envelope glue. The dark wants bored […]

Phone Store

With an oxygen tank in the plastic basket on the front of his scooter, a gray haired man rolled his eyes at the incredibly high prices at the phone store. His disappointed face shrouded by the brim of a his air force baseball cap. A girl in a purple crop top, and mirrored aviator sunglasses, […]

Captive Dead

I sit there on a brick wall that forms a boundary between someone’s front yard and the sidewalk. It is dark out and I can’t stop thinking about the stumbled words that break in my memory like shattering glass. These days are cloudless, but still cold. The news is old and we no longer look […]