a story of severed He cut out my tongue. The pain quickly ceases. All of the flavours I can’t stand, the words I don’t speak. Gone. He holds it in his hand with no regard of the scarlet waterfall gushing from my lips and splashing on the floor. It paints my bare feet crimson. I nearly slip. The shame of it coming to this, of having to have my tongue sliced off by someone that used to know my secrets, shames me. The last time I bled with such...
untitled (aka work in progress) I notice that I have blue hands the first day that I meet Xavier. A row of jasmine growing in the park of our initial encounter blooms behind him when he says ‘Hello,’ without smiling. Watching the white flowers of the deep spearmint shaded bush open before my eyes, a song comes to mind that I know I have never heard before. I start humming lowly. I slide my blue hands in my back pockets. Xavier nods at the...
detoured track of a steady course I’m in love with a woman that hates the word love and says there’s no such thing as a promise. I first saw Marilyn on the Wildwood boardwalk. A cool night after a hot summer day. The scent of salt water and dry seaweed mixed with funnel cake and french fries. If you don’t know Jersey, I guess that sounds gross. When you grow up on the shore like I did, it’s intoxicating. It was pre-season, some of the...
a surface of insentience I agree to be hypnotized. I believe going deeper might slow my tapping foot. My left foot is always the first thing to unfold. My face gives nothing away. Tennessee says horrible things about me. She waits to hear the clang of my car door after work before she starts talking. She tells everyone in the office that I fucked the Marketing Director to get promoted. I hate my job. Tennessee doesn’t know my problems. I hope...
temperamental transfer ‘So what type of lover are you?’ she asks the man trying to act like she doesn’t startle him, trying to pretend like he doesn’t have a permanent image of his nineteen minute acquaintance canvassed across the inside of his eyelids. The airport shuffles with families dragging too much luggage; businessmen jetting off in search of exotic mistresses; employees ashamed that their English isn’t better. No one appears...