I want the autumn days that turn into autumn eveningsand I want us to skip straight over winter andright to spring,taking a brief detour into summer before popping back into autumn.I want slightly cold breezes so you can lend me your scarf,I want to protest that you’ll be cold and be silenced with a kiss, … Continue reading Little Somethings
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And Then, Who Knows
by Jo He told me he was going to see the world, and asked if I would come with him. He said he was leaving to Guatemala and off to Belize from there and on to Panama for four months and then, who knows.He asked as we lay in bed on a Tuesday, tea steaming … Continue reading And Then, Who Knows
The Story of Wood
by Nate Some spark of remembrance brought his father’s lessons suddenly alive there in the storeroom, from the many asides imparted as they collaborated in earnest on their sawdust projects. There was something ancestral about it: his father, waxing philosophical about lumber’s endless qualities, delighting in sculpting the former living pillars of the earth into … Continue reading The Story of Wood
Breathe
by Jason Okay, here she comes. This time we play it cool. Just casually say Hey there . No, wait, that isn’t a conversation spark. Compliment her. That will make her stop for a second. What do we compliment? No, not boobs. Hair, that’s the one. Wait, what if she hates her hair today? We could go down in flames immediately. What about... … Continue reading Breathe
Beautiful Dream
by Tiffani Although she slept, it felt real. His shadow over her, eyes on her. Hand on her face, thumb tracing her lips. Her lips slightly curved upward. Lips on her forehead, a gentle loving kiss. Hand slowly tracing her clavicle, resting there. Kisses on her nose, each cheek. Hand to her breast. Tongue tracing … Continue reading Beautiful Dream
The Nexus
by Michael "See that?! That’s really Ed Norton, not Brad Pitt. Dude, they’re really the same!" Townes looked down at the 1000 year old rug, holding his head in his hand, staring holes in the weave. I patted Frank on the back and tried to will him into silence. His shoulders coiled as he bounced. … Continue reading The Nexus
Burn
by Nova Don't have much time. Carefully light the fuse and check the length. About ten minutes. Whip out a small piece of wax and plug the head. Nine minutes. Enough time to back away to a distance outside of the blast radius, but close enough to see my handiwork. I run. And stop completely … Continue reading Burn
You Can’t Go Back
by Anon They say you can’t go back but, here I am, transported to this dark, quiet lounge waiting for the person that will inevitably bring me my future. Going back takes me to the moment just before my life, a life filled with days and nights containing what I believed to be certain satisfaction, … Continue reading You Can’t Go Back
The Rouge Et Noir
by David Clasky I was working in the casino on a cruise ship sailing around the Caribbean. One day on shore break we went for a punt at the Casino Rouge et Noir in St. Maarten, a noisy, windowless room filled with tables and the chaotic din of slot machines. Playing blackjack at a packed … Continue reading The Rouge Et Noir
Uncanny Irony
by Anon The nearest lodging within 50 miles and literally in BFE. Obnoxious kids were spreading their party into our quiet part of the campground, waking us both. We learned they had a year of college under their belts. The volume of two voices increased to mere feet from the tent. The couple began confessing … Continue reading Uncanny Irony
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