June 2021 Writing

The Unexpected Sounds of Grief

The Unexpected Sounds of Grief A phone rings and our protagonist rolls over to reach for it on her bedside table. A dog whines, unwilling to be moved from his spot against a warm body in a comfortable bed. A lamp clicks on. But those are not the sounds of grief. Not...

Double Negative

From the rim of the Grand Canyon, Maybe sees the shape of the something the nothing could take. A reserved breath inflates a thin membrane of Dubble Bubble as the dung beetles do backward wheelbarrow races. Knowing she is also being watched, she turns toward the gaze,...

Sunday Walk

Evening, prairie. Sunlight passing. Air a-shift. The breeze a pleasant soft coolness. This hot day tails two weeks of drought and oppressive heat. My thinned hair lifts in celebration. Some kind of change is come. Celebrate. Then, this undertone, secretive within the...

Sometimes bright as moon

Deal with the demonic side of social reality Hoa Nguyen   how to  –– pome art stumbles   splits    ragged a torn heart   demon in         dollars too easy   a fiend in smiling similes   flies a soul scar crawls in cracks   tears...

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