Monthly Archives: June 2014

Penetration

Posted on June 30, 2014 by sputterpub

The fog against my face is fleet and chill, inspiring me to processing inside my panoramic plans; my acts of will and attitude; a deviance; a tide as tubular and strong as lunacy creates. Now morning blares the fog to … Continue reading →

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Lines

Posted on June 27, 2014 by sputterpub

The view down Sacramento Street aligns today. The garbage cans like fences edge the boundary of yard and street. Designs of linearity are drawn with hedge and pepper tree, while arrowing ahead of me recede the blocks of old concrete: … Continue reading →

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Extremities (Part 3 of 3)

Posted on June 26, 2014 by sputterpub

Jane complained to her mother about her marriage. Martha counseled her to try to work it out with Alan. Jane began wearing better clothes and tried to be gracious. Alan didn’t notice but other men did. By the time Jane … Continue reading →

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Extremities (Part 2 of 3)

Posted on June 25, 2014 by sputterpub

There’s a picture of Jane and Charlie at ages eighteen and fifteen. It was taken on a family vacation and they are in swimsuits on a dock by a lake. Their father is a blurred shadow in the background, which … Continue reading →

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Extremities (Part 1 of 3)

Posted on June 24, 2014 by sputterpub

“Stinky feet! Stinky feet! Get your stinky feet away from me!” Martha heard it all the time. On the floor of her living room, from the back seat of the car, wherever her barefoot son and daughter were, so was … Continue reading →

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Sensing

Posted on June 23, 2014 by sputterpub

I closed my eyes this morning as I strolled, and sought to sense surroundings without sight. The air upon my chin was clean and cold. The chirps of birds were speckles on the white of 8 a.m., and humming undertones … Continue reading →

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4D

Posted on June 20, 2014 by sputterpub

The seconds mount to minutes grow to hours, and add to days and weeks and months and years. No creatures of this planet have the powers to alter time’s progression. Petty fears and grand ambitions neither speed our clocks nor … Continue reading →

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Touching Terry (End)

Posted on June 19, 2014 by sputterpub

She examined her hands as she waited for the pharmacist, and they looked ugly to her. This is not normally the case: Terry is attractive enough, no raving beauty, but she has the most extraordinary skin. Fine-pored and golden like … Continue reading →

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Touching Terry (Middle)

Posted on June 18, 2014 by sputterpub

“Doesn’t matter.” Terry could hear the doctor drinking tea or coffee or something while they talked. “All the antiseptic procedure in the world doesn’t always prevent. Fact is, we were introducing foreign objects into your body. Probably picked up something … Continue reading →

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Touching Terry (Beginning)

Posted on June 17, 2014 by sputterpub

When Terry has a temperature, her skin becomes exquisitely sensitive. It’s as if all her nerve endings prick up like hairs, perpendicular to the surface of herself, and vibrate with the loud sensations of air currents and soft fabrics. Until … Continue reading →

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