Music plays from the corner of the room. The window, cracked, allows the chill to seep in, crawling to me from sill to floor. It lunges, unseen, in widening bounds, descending upon me as I lie suspended in a cocoon of varied fabrics. The roar of the furnace erupts in intervals, combatting the vicious cold….
Tag: Alienation
Deadbolt Diary
The yellow tint of the cool morning sun bleeds through the plated shades of my sliding glass door this December morning. A sense of nauseousness refuses to lift, blending with an anxiousness from the past five days. I apply five cups of french pressed coffee to the sick, making it worse. I want to vomit….
Phantom Pain
drinks in winter rain like cold moscato coating her tongue with nimbus swell – spends time staring out windows not saying a word day dreaming mad hallucinations behind calm eyes – image of serenity – screaming incessantly from the pillow padded sound proofed cell of a damaged soul – watch her move and sway rhythmic…
Panties
found a pair of discarded panties violet lace and floral pattern sheer and splayed contorted against pitted asphalt and rock salt – i don’t know how they found their way there but it’s been two weeks and they haven’t moved – that first morning they caught my attention bright clear morning and warm out near…
Piecework Prose 