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His movements were slow, a warped shadow, a leg that dragged behind him.  His hair was like pondweed, wild and brash, black coils that...

IT WOULD SEEM I HAVE NOWHERE TO SLEEP. The concrete scrapes against my feet because the soles of my sneakers are worn, and because I...

YOU'RE STARTING TO SHOW.  Soft curves.  Hand on your belly.  A curious tee shirt that says: Autumn Mom, even though you’re not due until...

His thoughts were full that morning, and why not?  There was the rough-hewn park-bench he sat on, a replica of the stone staircase in...

There is a painting in the sunroom, hasty strokes of grey, white and blue.  Splatters .  Deliberate and unintended - as though the artist...

He might have closed the store early that day, had it not been for the red Buick Skylark that rolled onto the gravel outside.  Walter was...

Noni said the Moonriders  weren’t bad or good.  She said they were figments of our imagination brought to life by dreams.  She said...

You are so much a woman, I’m sad for you.  Or maybe I’m sad for me.  You are tall, much taller than I remember – a graceless figure...

After death, a man watches the people he left behind.

If tomorrow starts without me Will the world somehow slow down? Will this house preserve my memory like a worn, angel clown? Will the...

In another story the lovers are edacious in their rediscovery, the hoary parts masked beneath cryptic, voltaic shadows, moonlit whips...

Deep in the flesh of Montana where the pungent-sweet air hung like a drenched coat, there was an old vardo-wagon, lost beyond the stalks,...

Esther tells me she is not gay, just as the curtain rises and I’m forced to be someone else.  Peru.  We are on a helicopter - a Jet...

Shiny walls and shiny people.  Auntie’s hands, shiny from washing them. -Don’t touch, she says.  Because I like to touch everything. A...