Game

Don’t you look amazing… and by amazing, I mean familiar in your old gym clothes like you’re an ace that I used to know maybe it’s you, still like it’ll always be in different gym clothes in a different yet familiar smile that’s so confident that focuses on me like you’re game as if youContinue reading “Game”

Billy Collins — The Vale of Soul-Making

Taking Off Emily Dickinson’s Clothes First, her tippet made of tulle, easily lifted off her shoulders and laid on the back of a wooden chair. And her bonnet, the bow undone with a light forward pull. Then the long white dress, a more complicated matter with mother-of-pearl buttons down the back, so tiny and numerous […]Continue reading “Billy Collins — The Vale of Soul-Making”

Boxed shell

How real is this fact That I’m out here, able and intact Underneath shelters and shelters of Clothes, blankets and thick walls Preserved in like a specimen Segregated and closed off in a pitch black cellular chamber That’s silent, faraway, and forgotten Awake, with a buried heart that wonders Whether there’s a man in aContinue reading “Boxed shell”

How would you like your men, ma’am?

A young woman walked into sky mall. “How would you like your men, ma’am?” A store clerk asked. “How would I like my men?” She questioned, slightly annoyed that the clerk hadn’t figured out her extra picky nature by now. “How would I like my men?” She repeated while thinking out loud. “Just like howContinue reading “How would you like your men, ma’am?”