Trinket (meet me at the carnival pt 6)

Labyrinth of booths and tents and tables Haphazard at best, colors and flags everywhere Handwoven scarves and painted magnets Silk-screened logos on tie-dyed shirts Specialty soaps and hand-dipped candles The handicapped kid makes exquisite paintings “Cheapest rates if you switch to us” Jewelry, knives, wooden puzzles and hats, hats, hats “Best product out there, I’ve […]

Indulgence (meet me at the carnival pt 5)

A sticky path connects the labyrinth of tents Discarded cups and corn dog sticks Teeth nibbling hand-dipped corn on the cobs Cotton candy art pressed into flowers She blushes as you hand him six dollars Her painted lips the same color as The candied apple in her grip Nostrils accosted by deep fried anything Cookies, […]

Illusions (meet me at the carnival pt 3)

Crooked bow tie and wild hair A table that hides nothing Conjuring spellbinding trickery Cards vanish while coins come into view Sleight of hand since he was eight A slick box of tricks Illusions and allusions Follow his hands carefully Always looking in the wrong place Once lost a wife he never could make reappear […]

Carousel (meet me at the carnival pt 2)

Painted cheeks and a fistful of tokens Girly giggles tugging daddy’s hand with Cotton candy fingers Screaming horses stampeding past Wearing saddles of red and blue A trumpeting elephant, trunk held high The giant white rooster’s purple saddle Garish music begins slowly Building in tempo and volume Smudged faces racing past Gripping striped poles Covered […]

Forthcoming

You’re losing her, you know? She’s slipping right through your fingers as you watch in slow motion horror. You don’t lift your hands. You don’t open your heart. You simply let her go. Do you recognize it is coming before the door closes for the final time? Do you? Yes. And even so, you let […]

The Mush From The Hill

I visited her every weekend for nearly six years. Her once-dark hair now silvered with age, but you could see she had been knock-out gorgeous in her youth. In my eyes, she was still quite beautiful. She had no family, so she claimed, and I was the closest thing she had to a friend. When […]

Lost Years

A woman holds my hand. I’ve never seen her before but she’s showing me a photograph of a handsome young couple standing in front of a blue Cadillac and now she’s started crying. She keeps asking if I remember him, in the faded photograph, but I’ve never seen him or her before. She insists she’s […]

Reflections in a Mirror

Mirror, mirror, faded glass: What’s that I see? It’s me. I’m lonely and fearful; A mouse tiny, insignificant; Overlooked, unseen, unnoticed. I’ll never be good enough… ….will I? Mirror, mirror, painted glass: What’s that I see? It’s me. I’m manipulated and worthless; A mangy dog begging for attention; Kicked, bruised, eating my own vomit. I’ll […]

Night Fades to Morning

As I see it, in the light of you, even the stars dim and pale. I wonder if they ever get jealous. The hours we’ve laid on our backs, blankets spread beneath, side by side and hands entwined, staring up, twinkling, shining, slowly tracing across the sky. The longer we lay, reclining together, the more […]