She brings a shawl out into the garden, cuddles into the chair next to mine. We listen to the sounds of the crickets and me swinging from the whiskey bottle. The air caresses the cacti needles behind us and all…
Near the Edge
I bought a window box, painted it sage green like the style mags said. Planted multi-coloured pansies and red geraniums. You didn’t notice. I added a windmill. It whirled and twirled in the breeze. Irritated the hell out of the…
The More Things Change
As the dancing gets wilder, I slip outside for a smoke. Under a bare bulb, by a rank and fermenting wheelie bin, I light up, longing to take off my fancy shoes. He comes after me as I knew he…
Alone, naturally
We moved in perfect union until our satisfying end. Your calloused fingertips caressed my face. I opened my mouth to speak but you placed a finger on my lips and shook your head. Instead I moved until my head lay…
