Category Archives: lotus eaters

about people who are not facing the here and now, but have to be there and then on cell phones and ipods

mirror

there are no mirrors in this house the walls are blank and so her spouse her eyes reflect like molten spheres her dark neglect her sudden fears laid out in sets like coal black tears to come as is her … Continue reading

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fountain

I remember the spit-fountain in my father’s dental boutique staring down at the circular drain spitting hoping it was almost over his gentle hands wielding mysteries of pain and precision and finally relief lying back in the hard barbershop chair … Continue reading

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old guy

shaggy eyebrows ballooning nose ruddy cheeks sagging eyes fingers too big for little things too vague for big things legs walking everywhere but straight ahead baggy fabric filled with random bones whatever used to live here moved out like everything … Continue reading

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