Staying In

Anything can happen outside. I haven’t left my home in nearly thirteen years, for all intents and purposes. From my backdoor, the trash and recycling carts are about twenty yards away, where I venture once a week or so. I am not a hoarder. But my groceries are delivered; all my clothing and possessions are…

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It was a dream or, perhaps, the filmwork of a mind Nevertheless, the voice I heard in that darkened room was reminiscent of mine The sound was if it had been present all along As though it had reawakened in the barrenness of time and space and mind But the words evanesced before I could…

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Four Seasons

Spring It takes constant effort to feel cold at the beginning of spring’s eve An ever-tumbling self amid the coming of the equinox But that frigid air has been inhaled before I have felt my lungs expand and believed it meant different Flowers adorned with frozen droplets, gelid rays of sunlight Like minds know what…

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The Question

Now I will tell you the story of a priceless marriage proposal … Between older brother and best friend, standing across from a group of women in blue, he held left wrist in right palm, as he always did when cocksure. Beneath the bowtie his vest produced a white cone that interrupted, along with his…

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Another Way to Live

A magazine is open on an end table which bisects a row of uncomfortable black chairs lined against a wall, opposite the front desk, which is white, the color of cleanliness, and juts very slightly into the space between it and the two rows of seats that set back to back in the room’s center.…

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