Sundays

People pace around on their toes, on Sundays, afraid to go back to their bosses. The cars all sit lifeless in the parking lot, petrified until they are told. The strays have nothing to eat, and drink the water dripping down the length of rusted downspouts, hoping all the lights will stay off. Still, they […]

A Vague Description of The Surrealist Figure Skating Semi-Finals

A frozen pond that bled as skates would cut it. The ice made out of flesh of every color. The skater’s legs constructed from the poles that held up shower curtains. The rest of them made out of metal ducts, bought in necessary bulk from the hardware store, and the judges were just a single […]

Fly At The Foot Of The Bed

She lays down in bed, her purple comforter covered in jagged red lines. It swallows her up like the dark slowly eats the horizon. She touches herself bringing up memories in her mind of past flings. They appear rapidly with the movement of her fingers. The life guard at the beach when she was sixteen. […]

Tempo

People talking at the entrance to a dance and to their side is a girl, dressed just as nice, drinking wine from a bottle, on the curb, because chatting is boring. Billiard players missing all their shots, leaning back in their chairs with their forearms pressed against their foreheads, not knowing what it is they […]

Backboard

A basketball net hanging by a single loop from a broken backboard, and a rusted hoop. Styrofoam cups in the holes of the fence praising the work of our global defense. Satellite lasers cut words into the Earth. They can’t be read from the ground so we don’t know what they’re worth. Don’t hold on […]

Signs

Green signs above the highway so apparent in my vision, but quite far from what I’m thinking about. I am thinking about her and all the magic things she says while cutting up junk mail marked in bland ink with both her name and mine. The privacy fences in the neighborhood do little for actual […]

South Main

I watched a red haired girl, from the window of my car, while I was stopped at a busy red light. She was in a long black dress, covered in roses, that looked painted. A cloud of smoke trailed her wherever she went from the cigarette she held between her fingers. Further up the road […]