January 2010
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the fox
green eyes dart in the shadows
fluid movement, stealth
the bushy tail crept through the underbrush
the fox slid out of the forest and into the crashing waves
the water, indifferent, continued to plow the rocks
the fox, struggling to keep his head above water in the churning darkness, coughed, sputtered. a frantic way to die.
the pelican scooped up the fox in her bill
she flew the fox to the...
ocean
you climbed over the crumbling shale
your face was fallen, sullen, and pale
that was the day you fell into the ocean
its black waves twisting and crushing
people stood on the beach, blushing
they cried in horror and fell to the sand
down on their knees they lifted hands
crumbling, bowed before their victrolas
a rumbling creaky voice rose into the air
the bowed clavichord rusted out loud
...
palm reader
i went to a palm reader and she told me i didn’t have any hands
i looked down at my shredded, bleeding, wrists
can you read my feet soles instead?
she said that i was better off dead
so i stood there bleeding, wishing i would have gone to the hospital after the grenade exploded in my hand
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it's over
He finished his cigarette
the ashes flittered and danced into the wind, blown to a better place.
his old leather suitcase was at his side. his finger twitched, and he grabbed it with his thumb on the same hand and popped it.
she pulled up in her car, home from work.
what are you doing on the porch?
i’m fucking leaving you
what?
he picked up his suitcase and walked down the creaky...