Tragic.The way she dug into him hard with her crampons, her ice pick,working her little cleat to numbness against some pointed part of his anatomy: rise & fall, rise & fall, rise &fall, as deep in that dark room from which old childrenhad once emerged, she felt only the T-bar of pharmaceutical barrenness pressing against…
Tag: Murder
The Axeman
At night, the Axeman comes. He enters her apartment silently, and stands over her bed, watching her sleep. He listens to her snores, her whimpers and her sighs. When she gets up in the middle of the night to pee, he follows behind her and from the darkened hallway watches as she pulls her lacy…
A Shallow Grave
Mildred decided that she wanted to be buried alive. The grave was shaped to her body, but just before getting in she had second thoughts and for one awful moment considered the possibility that she was making a big mistake. Nonetheless she lay down with her arms folded on her breast and closed her eyes,…
Broadsheet
Such a nice boyIn flat sixteenDecent honest Even pleasant Go figure whyHe shot them deadWife and childrenAnd best friend For an inflatable dollFound in the closetFull of love Canadian author Luigi Monteferrante recently morphed into a singer/songwriter: www.myspace.com/mcmontylive. Previous prose/poems published in Chicago Quarterly Review, Happy, Yellow Mama, Word Slaw. First novel, At the Hearth…