Beckman day #2 part #2 The Cabin

Beckman Part #2    The Cabin   “There’s no place to stay for over thirty miles. I have a cabin down the next driveway. You can stay with me and we can catch up and you can leave in the morning.” Every hair on my arms told me no, but curiosity and fatigue from...

Sap

Sap   Rosin: a gem, a jewel, a talisman, a cylinder of translucent gold wrapped in velvet, the perfect size to pocket, to palm, but really it’s sap, it’s just sap. Without it, there’s no sound, a bow flailing uselessly over strings. With it, there’s friction,...

Day 2: Prompt 2

At first glance through the glass hatch that frames his face, I overlook the glint of goldplate. The arched figure is actually two fused, creatures, a woman one with a minotaur, her lips pressed to its neck. There is a hint of condensation where the two touch. The...

When Will My Rapist’s Closet Be Cleaned?

"Hysteria comes from the Greek root hystera, meaning 'uterus'. Originally, it was believed that hysteria and hysterical symptoms were caused by a defect in the womb, and thus, only women could become hysterical." –Shalome Sine Vivid and startled, blood spits out a...

Beckman day #1

Beckman Day 1   I was hitching north from San Fran to climb Mt Shasta but It looked like a climbers convention and I wanted solitude so I walked for a couple of hours until I saw a ramshackle building with BAR painted on the fading clapboards. Stopped in and...

History-Prompt A List

The car’s back window forms a lop-sided circle and beyond that dusty circle is a glass door propped open with a metal chair and in the dark interior, my mother, shadowed like a ghost, lifts clothes from basket to washing machine. The moon is a fingernail in evening...

Day 1: Prompt 2

The unticked box that asks for a baby’s race. The blank birth certificate, filled in a rush the night before the legal deadline. The name the man can never pronounce right up until the moment he leaves. The lace trim of her bonnet for when the scurf dapples the moving...

Prompt one-lone earring

Prompt 1 Lone earring Found last night in my jewelry box. Cheap dangle of rhinestone. Clip on and just a bit of a pinch. I wore the pair of them that night we drove around and drove around, the two of us new and hungry for us. We found a quiet spot to park. The city...

Day 1 – Christina Rosso

Prompt 1 The silky laces weave through the metal eyelet of the corset, their puppeteer pulling them taut. The marionette’s breath hovers in her chest, her heart thudding. She doesn’t meet the puppeteer’s eyes, doesn’t even flirt a glance. Instead, she focuses on her...

Temblor- Prompt 2

Temblor   Mornings were hectic with a preschooler and a second grader, one a girl, the other a boy, both insisting that they don’t need a shower, they don’t want oatmeal, and they will not put on their uniforms. The father is in New York on a business trip. He’s...

Sap

Sap   Rosin: a gem, a jewel, a talisman, a cylinder of translucent gold wrapped in velvet, the perfect size to pocket, to palm, but really it’s sap, it’s just sap. Without it, there’s no sound, a bow flailing uselessly over strings. With it, there’s friction,...

Pilgrim – Day 2 prompt edited

Pilgrim Small TV with antennae. Saturday morning cartoons. Cowboys and Indians. Roy Rogers. Gene Autry. Black and white. Shorts and a halter tops. Annie Oakley hat. Cheerios with spoons full of sugar. No more snoring in bedroom, but not quiet either. Door stays...

Pilgrim –

Pilgrim   Small TV with antennae. Saturday morning cartoons. Black and white. Shorts and a halter tops. Cheerios with spoons full of sugar. No more snoring in bedroom, but not quiet either. Door stays closed. Steel skates and saddle shoes by front door, but key...

Day 2 – Christina Rosso

Prompt 1   Evil is tangible; it stinks in the air, warm and rotting.    In many stories, inflicted villages are shocked when it arrives at their door. But evil isn’t hidden, not truly, not ever. The darkness seeps toward the light, tonguing its borders for...

Domestic Poem (Day 2 Prompt 2)

Because we can’t know what comes next, I say, the dandelions multiplied overnight, but you mowed the lawn just yesterday, or was it last Thursday? The days are melting into one another. I thought today was Friday but it's Sunday. I know because you cooked sausages for...

Untitled (if y’all have ideas, please share!)

CW: pregnancy loss; traumatic birth When they cut you open to take the baby out—her heart rate arrested, your cervix permanently stalled out at five centimeters, a pitstop of doctors and nurses and anesthesiologists converge, your body is no longer your body but...

Day Two: Timequake

Over the course of lunch a peregrine falcon dismembers a pigeon On the window sill I lay a red cloth winding the chopsticks about with scarlet thread waiting wanting wantoning  naked nape to mandoline while Edward succeeds Victoria while Elisabeth succeeds George...

A Form of Wave Freeze

No idea where my father got the shortwave that sat on the kitchen counter that we huddled around waiting for Our Sacred Lady of Mount Carmel & Precious Blood to be heard in the falling list the drifts already above thighs his car tracks packed ready to be cross...

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