ArchiveJuly 2015

Speak

I find it hard to speak to you Not because I’m feared of you – because my words when called they do not flow, just jumble spurt First one line, and then another And you are left with...

A Taking In of the Breath

Human speech is like a cracked kettle on which we tap crude rhythms for bears to dance to, while we long to make music that will melt the stars.
— Gustave Flaubert

Cheap Shot

I don’t remember what I said – but I¬†remember what he said. “What do you think of his approach? I thought it was pretty bad.” Her glance slashes over; we’re a sentence...

Saturday Show

We found it in the Poconos just off the 611. 15 squared feet, waist-high tarp sides and rough rope fencing. You could see it pulling into the lot. Hard to miss, really – two men beating each...

Too Much

Someday I’ll take my head apart –
find that part that talks too much