“What a little witch.”
Esther overheard it, passed like a note from her third-grade teacher to the fourth-grade teacher, and she knew that they were talking about her. Both adults glanced at her, and let their guilty eyes slide sideways when they saw her watching them…
Swathed in cherry fabric and saffron sands / Al Ain, that green stitch to cradle / You and I dragged sleepily from …
You see, it all started with the invention of the front-facing camera. Without that he would’ve been just fine, but Vanity had come to rest in the small circle of an iPhone 8+ (silver, he wasn’t a rose-gold kind of guy). Vanity, with her flashing bright eyes, pink cheeks and breathy whispers …
They met in the dark, drunk /
He touched her and she bit his /
Cheek so hard he left the room / With blood streaming …
A corkboard cutout full of tacks / A body outline in chalk, still warm / The Blacktop Rules include …
Cheap vodka slosh and greedy hands / A glass ship bottle with a label / In a language I can’t read …
I can hear my heartbeat on the pillow tonight / Curdling in my ear / Trying to hop its way across …
The road moves like a silver fish / Towing us along. / It dips and curves, silent salivation …
My uncle took a swing at him / That flinchy puppy I barely know / Called cousin– something …
A scoop grazed across an ice cream jug / A girl dragging herself / From sleep / Chocolate foxes cackle …
Her true artistry was her life / so light; it was / A series of rest stops / between each betrayal …
Isabel’s mother called the KKK on her daughter with the intention of separating them. 75 KKK members marched in Oakville; they built a huge cross and burnt it in front of the couple’s home, and proceeded to hold Isabel captive in a Salvation Army for several days …
Doctor says it’s bad / For my sleep patterns / That blue light washing my face …
A witch planted deep with / Her many green middle fingers / Reaching for the sun …
For quiet lives and a family pet / and the family / Children carrying the Family/ Hopes …
You are chomping / At the bit / For sex …
So, the man is gone / She stacks her spine / Like Legos …
A lifetime away I am / A small child on a white couch / Careful not to spill …
