Monthly Archives: April 2017

Twist of Phrase

I’m so hungry I could eat a meal. I’m so thirsty, water looks good to me. I’m as tired as a unionized employee with contract-scheduled breaks throughout her workday at the end of an extended shift. I haven’t had a … Continue reading

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Allegations in Origins

My mother (years back) was hoping for a litter of kids but Dad jewed her down to just the one. He explained (in later years) that he wasn’t really interested in a family at all until I was born at … Continue reading

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The Long Game

I admit, I have grown tired of you and I have found another but really, you only have yourself to blame. You shouldn’t have let me see those albums from your college years when you were so lithe and slutty. … Continue reading

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Sub Audio

The crazy lady outside my cafe is screaming "What are you looking at?" when the answer for practically everyone in the outside seating area, is "you, crazy lady!" She wants her meds I think or anybody’s meds. It’s hard to … Continue reading

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Rat Race

I just can’t. I don’t have it in me anymore. I am unable to go on at the pace I wish to. It is time to slow down. I must be more careful. I must be more thoughtful. I can … Continue reading

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Sad Jazz

I am walking in the shadows. I am revisiting old haunts. I sit alone in diners under full moons. I wear the trench coat and a blank face. I seek to be mysterious, though many could easily predict my next … Continue reading

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Pussy, Hunter

If I had to pick a favorite cat it would be the cruel one, the bitter one who comes to you rarely when called, and will at random – but always within eight minutes – nip at your stroking hand … Continue reading

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The Secret Sale

He would always congratulate me for how I could clear a room. “I love how you just don’t give a fuck,” he’d say to me when, of course, I cared quite a big deal. He thought the ability to alienate … Continue reading

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Dan Emery, Too

Regina Spektor played here and Michelle Shocked and Nellie McKay and Kimya Dawson. Platinum artists with multimillion-selling songs have stood on this stage and some of them were stilted, awkward and ugly in their performances. Some not. Greats have come … Continue reading

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Only Words

Oh, is that so? You didn’t mean to hurt me? You had no intention of letting the words you say stray to my ears informing me of the very positions and ideas that you STILL will not deny? That is … Continue reading

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