Tag: fiction poetry

Poem: holy water

Having to get out of bed brings me to my knees– but only metaphorically, because physically, I have not left my bed in days. You consumed me like a parasite grazing upon its host. I am the empty vessel for which the ghost of your soul resides. I wither in self-pity and drown in a…

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Poem: Drag Night

The mahogany double doors open and the woman submerges into a cloud of smoke. The fog machine ushers her into the room and into a crowd of cheering people. A large woman, dressed in purple sequence, clad in fish net tights and eyeshadow sprawling from ridge to lid, descends the stairs. The woman at the…

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Poem: Taxman Jones

The Corolla screams as it slows to a stop,  Resting at a weeping brick building. Both the car and the walls are gray and peeling. A flick of the wrist and the engine shimmies And clunk, clunk, clunks. Silence. My frown deepens to the point It hurts. My hand caresses the handle and SLAM. My…

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Poem: Milly is Not My Name

I will be Agate, with her turquoise glasses and smile like a broken picket fence that needs new paint, whose mom sends her to school with cosmic brownies and an apple cherry juice box. She arrives for the day wrapped in Daddy’s arms and eagerly waits to go Home again. I will be Carley, with…

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