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The last supper

Sandy squints his eyes at her:

"Magnolia, you are a piece of work."
"You think?"


The previous evening he’d found a slice of pepperoni pizza left on the porch and their airtight bin wide open by the driveway. It was pure luck the bears hadn’t paid a lethal visit. It didn’t stop there; she’d also left the gas on the other day. If Sandy hadn’t noticed the smell he might have blown himself up. He was happy to have been home alone. He didn’t want any outsiders to get in harms way.


"You have to pay more attention! I could’ve died. It’s wilderness out here for God’s sake."


”But you lived,” Magnolia says, slowly turning to Sandy who stands with his back to the wide bay window through which can be seen pine forests climbing the mountain behind their luxurious log cabin.


Sandy has been observing her intensely. His fist tightens until his knuckles show bone. Magnolia wets her lips, returns his stare and registers how he quivers. She touches the swollen bruise on her cheek she has tried to hide with makeup and takes a nervous breath. Her broken nose peeps faintly. Doctors have never been able to fix it.


And then Magnolia’s eyes turn to black stones you can find on the seashore, polished and glossy. Her gaze has captured a single dark car flashing through the trees as it crawls up from the valley. The hill is knife-edge steep and the road serpentine with many deep curves. Her sullen face lightens up like the sun surfacing on a cloudy day. She could cut the brake line of his car.


She fires a wide smile at Sandy that makes him relax and open his fists.


“Would you like some supper, Darling?”

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This is my first attepmt to do some prose here, flash fiction so to say.

spring song

.

It’s awake

Longing

forsaken wind
blown in that glow
risen the fire
certainty
know this

he’s coming
he’s coming
he’s coming

I am here

my waiting ended
finished
so hurry my love
hurry please!

come and wake me

forgive me then if I cry
your touch
ridiculed me all this time
my being shouted
out for you

flame not at all expired
the ashes
of misunderstood love
covered it, protected

the wheel of life
is in its spring
again

who i am

.

I am God

sitting in waiting room

waiting for my coming

.

May 9

get undressed

.

think
if you could
read my mind

you would understand
what I want
to do
with you

drive my fingers
through your hair
kiss you
bite your lips
nipple your ear lobes
scrape your shoulders
gently with my nails
undress you
me
naked

so
think

would you
think
like me?

.

May 7

fractal

.

this exhale 

inhaled by you

 

.

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