fiction

breaking up on a v-tech phone

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breaking up on a v-tech phone

turquoise angry words there’s

a hole

in the wall where

it happened to land

no matter if

they hear it downstairs

this

is the end surely

surely this

is it

for me forever I’ll

just move to Florida and

hang seashells in the bathroom

riding north

thick city summer
thighs thick with work
work
can only see as far as
the next light
blinking forests red
and green
at me no—
winking—
pretty things
always putting tongues
where they don’t belong
silly things!
maybe tomorrow
I’ll find my way back
to yellow hills and country time

box of mangoes

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box of mangoes

casts shadows

quite terrible

shade

my eyes and pay the woman I

wonder how I’ll get them home

 

then

heavy afternoon

hours to kill

windows

open catching sounds

radio from somewhere says the game is tied

 

reach for me don’t reach for me

bursting dark

screaming flesh

this

is what evening is

oh, say there’ll be rain in the right season