Absent Deformations

Created: 05/24/2009 3:12am

The small clouds of white smoke rise and twist gliding under the street light I walk the dark, the bright, the dark on top of sidewalk stones placed by men who watch from beneath them The earth is the only smell of history ...

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Communion

Created: 12/06/2009 12:20pm

I awoke this morning to the sound of a quiet shuffle, spanning the hardwood floors of our house. Her footsteps approached the door, gently opened it, and kissed me good morning before she set out. My stomach was knotted from the drinking, but the few hours of sleep had served me better than expected...

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