Monthly Archives: March 2014
Breathe Fire
She stood on the fire escape, fingers clutching the railing, cigarette at her lips. Navy eyes stared out at the night, looking over rooftops, scanning the dark for a familiar something, anything. It was there, in the space between moments, … Continue reading
Anger
Heat. He sits up suddenly, blinking in the dark, his eyes wide. Had something been chasing him? What just happened? The normal fog of dreams wasn’t dissipating — it hadn’t been there. Something real, then, if only in the corners … Continue reading
Searching
She stands at the edge of a place that is familiar and yet of course it isn’t. The parking garage is tall enough that if she wanted to, it could be over. She stands up there and looks out over … Continue reading
I keep finding her
I’m too late. I’m too late every goddamned time. I see her in the bottom of the bathtub, looking like she’s soaked in wine, her clothes and hair dyed faded rust-copper. I saw her on the tracks, crumpled and scattered … Continue reading
Reach Down
Cut it loose, cut it free. Reach down and pull up, grasping at the base, at the root of it. Curl your fingers around and squeeze. Pull. Reach down and grab hold, lift. You plucked the heart of me out … Continue reading