Across
Across the street there is a pie cooling on a windowsill. It smells of berries. The red kinds. Before too long I’ll have to close my window, because I can’t […]
Across the street there is a pie cooling on a windowsill. It smells of berries. The red kinds. Before too long I’ll have to close my window, because I can’t […]
Benjamin, a cat, generally preferred the ground. As a stalking area it was remarkably vast, divergent in topography ranging from the television cupboard, the kitchen tiles, the lawn (in both […]
Acoustic rhythm, singing slow, She’s naked now and she won’t go. The mem’ry’s clear, the window glows With frost, the sun behind it flows It drips, opaque, smoky yellow The […]
The bright headlights of the car swept over the dining room window. I hid under the dining room table, gun in hand. I never thought Jimmy would drive through his […]