Red Noses

August 12, 2009

I exist this moment upon unforgiving sidewalks neatly stepping along rolled out concrete ribbons, my feelings confined by bounding brick limestone apartments soaring high in the blue sky. My eyes focus straight ahead desperately reigning in a wandering imagination before traveling down naked alleys, proposing marriage to empty gutters, asking to not be swallowed. Lost [...]

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In Any Corner

August 11, 2009

My father taught me it’s acceptable when outside to pee in any corner I find convenient, the only caveat, make sure no one is watching. Barely twelve when I received this liberating lesson, I often forgot the part about who might be watching, and one day the neighborhood crone and her sister caught me in [...]

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Umbrella Fading

August 8, 2009

Bus stop in the rain
you walked away
splashed by a car
won’t call again
shoes wet
don’t understand
missed bus
love lost
umbrella bounces
downtown alone
heartache heartache
a cool number in my head
snap snap snap

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We Kept Walking

August 7, 2009

She took a step forward hoping to beat the rush, no one is quite sure who she was, only that she belonged to a group of mavens, who numbered ten percent. One after another the mighty ten percent moved toward the promised land leaving homes, jobs and families adrift in a sea of mediocrity.
New signs [...]

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Yellow Line

July 24, 2009

Ellen inhaled the stainless aesthetic, then slowly exhaling, savored the anticipation washing over her.
The vendor folded back the stainless doors releasing the sacred aroma into a cloud of rising steam, and smiled. Taking the cue Ellen stepped forward to place her order, “two please,” she said smiling back at the vendor.
Silver tongs plunged deep within [...]

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Lingering Taste

July 22, 2009

Feeling crept into awareness, subtle flavor I nearly missed, lingers on my tongue. Alone I stand starring at the mirror, my face starring back at me. Flushed red frowning, puffy anger clinging, to cheeks like rusted barnacles, all this I feel from the emptiness surrounding me, when your not here.
My imagination is pulling away from [...]

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There Was A Knock At The Door

July 22, 2009

Startled minds ramp into flaring comatose consciousness, jump starting sight, adjusting hearing, grabbing the one next to you, shaking her, wake up wake up something’s happening here.
There was a knock at the door, a knock at the door, there was a knock at the door.
Emotions spinning me into torrid thoughts, whirlpooling down a rusted drain [...]

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Infused Purple

July 17, 2009

Oatmeal tasted of summer, fresh warm flavorful milk tinged infused purple, floating blueberries.
Thick blue platters slid across pink speckled Formica counter one after another, waitress never looking, repetition in motion, “here ya go sis,” and words.
Silently I watched the brunette poke the steak using a knife in her left hand, a knife weathered dishwasher dull, [...]

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Blue Liquid

July 14, 2009

Went blue liquid, thinking about you, flowed through memories, traversed by you and me. Blue blue, no shade matches my feeling when you’re not here.
I see your eyes reflecting in my blue wading pool, blue liquid devouring your laugh, blue caressing your ankles wanting my blue to sweat out of you. I’m blue liquid, wanting [...]

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Notes From Purgatory

July 13, 2009

Slide glass slide, rumble snap slide, jump jump shivers in my mind, when a man can not be free, I guess I just don’t know…….heroin be the death of me, heroin glass on glass, it’s my wife it’s my life…… then I’m better off dead…………..hit hit hit, then it begins to flow frosted glass syringe [...]

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