Brand "X" , and ACME, poems and stories. Surreal, sappy, funny, horrific, and human.
Month: March 2020
A pause for thought
The slant of the sun. The moss-green mechanic with his fat cigar, chuffing like a chimney. The little kid threesome on the gravel shoulder, fist-pumping the diesel driver. and the undetected grasshopper atop my dusty boot. How slowly I move. I’ve never been here, but I know it.
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witch in the woods
Originally posted on Within A Forest Dark:
Mike Kniec, To Grandmother’s House We Go, flickr I went to a small liberal arts college in North Carolina. Often I took a path that cut through the woods, a path that connected our small campus to a street of high end shops in town. In the heart…
I done something
It doesn’t look much like you see in the movies. Well, depending on how long you leave it sit, it changes colour and gets a little syrupy. Marge put in for two weeks’ vacation, so no one has thought to call here yet. Once I had cleaned up a bit, I took a few days […]
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The way we are
If I tried to dream you out of whole cloth, what a disservice it would be. We speak in print, with proper letters and cadence. There’s ample time to consider a question or a statement, or to bid a goodnight without rudeness. I apply and project my idea of you, as a sculptor might, from […]
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