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The Flower-Like Second Sonnet
I conceive the brilliant lilac. I build admirable holly. I design pleasant marigold. I constitute pleasing lily. You devise outstanding iris. You…
Revenge on a Platter, Part 2: Vengeance is a Woman Who Plays with Her Food
III. Emerald wrap dress clinging to my curves, I smiled at ruby-red toenails peeping from my matching four-inch Louboutins. Long, jade pendant hung…
“Opal Equinox” and “Predatory Paradox”
Opal Equinox Purple smoke & pearlescent intentions, I never wanted to leave you shivering in the dirt, my timepiece white rabbit cracked. Spider…
Fremont Sour Soil, Part 2
III. First, Norm had to get the right tools. Knowing he’d be digging in loose soil, he looked over his tool rack. Spying the implements he would…
“Flower Bed,” “Mental Health,” and “Standing in the Slaughterhouse Checkout Line”
Flower Bed The stench of death lingers longer than an inhaling flower, rigor mortus lays stiffer then a stem rooted in concrete, bluish skin wilts as…
Pump
The woman had pendulous, swaying breasts that made her wince and wince with every swing. She hobbled over the hot sidewalk, a glacial but confident…
No Animal Would Eat Him
Back when school field trips were still possible, the grade 5 children from the Bernard Madoff Elementary School went to the zoo. That day, a…
The Bet, Part 1
I. Only the broken lines registered. Short white stripes, evenly spaced, snapshots of the asphalt into the horizon tapered. Stamped with his shadow,…
Reptile Lust, Part 4
I hung up and went into the each of the kids’ rooms. They were sleeping soundly and I didn't want to wake them. I left a note on the kitchen table…
The Tiger, Part 3
VII. What was her game? If she had the money, why come to me and ask me to find it? I would have considered doing it to throw me off track a motive,…
