He bought a pack of Rizlas and kept you waiting while he counted the change.You stood perfectly still to hold the moment open and tried not to care about how he stared at your tits. This was one of those nights where the world had endedand you hoped it would begin again with an empty…
Tag: Accident
Crash & Fly
Airplane Steel body. A coffin in motion. Can be torn apart like a child’s toy. Acronym names. Machines. Cold blooded. I never thought I’d get on one again, step across the threshold to the rows of seats and feel that plastic air breathing on my neck. I look out the small window, press my forehead…
Incident Reports: The Vanishing
Case File: No. 1 My husband was washing dishes,his hands in those yellow rubber gloves,the water running, a hum.I looked up to a sink full of soap,limp gloves on tiles. * Case File: No. 2 I scoured the woods on my ownafter 9-1-1 was reduced to a busy signal.Kept checking under the same log.Your shovel,…
An Hour, Maybe Two
It’s coming, hurting things along the way. It throttled Mrs Lanford’s self-esteem,and left her lodger, Nigel, with tortured thoughts.Mr Kumar’s dreams suddenly turned sourand he closed his shop. Rumour is he’s torched it but I’m too afraid to look. My next door neighbour, Sharon, killed her cat;my own stays out of reach. They warned us,…
Spume Law
Whole street’s screaming drunk for the duration of the weekend. Taking it in turns to vomit outside the pub. Kids smash empties on the road. There is an air of abandon here. Across the tracks the trash spills like lava down the embankment. The train rumbles by and hardly anyone glances out the carriage. They…
When This Train Comes
When this train comes crashingIt’s okay cause I’ve got Je-sus The lights flickerAnd go dead There’s a woman reading the PsalmsWe’re under 100 millionTons of water, Under 100 hundred million gallons of the Hudson The lights have gone offBut she’s still gripping her bibleIn both hands like it’ll be her phoenixLike it’ll point its nose…
Crash
First, there is only a sense of wonder.Simple answers tossed up like dice; who, what, and how lying somewherein the sparkling flotsam of the senses.Their fragments mix with the metal and glass. Vision rises like a radiant blister.The glamorous flash of exploding flowers,gold, pink, and blue, a celebrity’s welcome.Sound will have to be added later,…