Month: March 2012

The Power of a Secret

I found this wooden box in a yard sale. It is perfect for secrets. You can put one in and leave it for someone else to discover. You can take one out and read someone else’s secret. You can put their secret back or…

Story Old as Time

Lancelot The apple trees are pregnant with misted fruit, dangling like the locket holding your hair, which I keep in memory of that pursuit, lost in a love, without I cannot bear. I have walked across the fields to find you. I have shuttered…

Shopping

In the IGA refrigerated to a degree for maintaining ice cream, she wheels the chrome cart down the produce aisle, where the vegetables are threatening to freeze and bananas seem the sole safe fruit,

Skimming Clouds

What is known Is all inside, beneath the buttons, Below the bone, To the heart of the human, Above the clouds

Blowing up the Microwave

She didn’t want the damn thing. She TOLD Jack and Leigh, I got no use for that damn thing. They set it up on the table she kept potted plants and grocery sacks on, and she ignored it for two weeks before warming up…

Her Closet

The closet is musty with cold mildew. The cut-rate carpenter glued sheets of plywood to the concrete block foundation with no penny of thought for insulation or worse. Glue hardens instantly in Oklahoma wind and the gaps appear, moisture dripping in. Carpet breeds green…