Monthly Archives: June 2014

Head Cold

Posted on June 16, 2014 by sputterpub

I couldn’t use my nose to breathe last night. I closed my mouth and didn’t get the air it takes to talk or chew or drink. I might have borne it better if it weren’t rare for this big nose … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Leave a comment

Watching Your Face

Posted on June 13, 2014 by sputterpub

Your smile makes some wrinkles, but your frown engraves you ugly. Horizontal lines can be accepted; it’s the up and down that carves a witch. We recognize the signs of bitterness, perpetual complaint, and self-directed needy attitude. Your scowl drags … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Leave a comment

Sojourning (3 of 3)

Posted on June 12, 2014 by sputterpub

They stand like insects amid all the carved stone. Mary looks at the box hedge planted around the large empty traffic circle; the way the lights shine on it, the hedge appears more like an institutional-green textured short wall than … Continue reading →

Posted in Fiction | Leave a comment

Sojourning (2 of 3)

Posted on June 11, 2014 by sputterpub

The top of Mary’s head appears first, her short dark hair tousled, glossy, and slightly silver-streaked. Then her French face and slim body rise into the room, both looking younger than her 45 years. “Have you seen my – oh … Continue reading →

Posted in Fiction | Leave a comment

Sojourning (1 of 3)

Posted on June 10, 2014 by sputterpub

My home computer monitor acts like a seismograph. The smallest vibration will set the screen swinging a bit on its swivel base. The monitor stands on a big hard drive, on an old oak desk, in the sunporch off my … Continue reading →

Posted in Fiction | Leave a comment

Heed

Posted on June 9, 2014 by sputterpub

I’m listening as silently to me as possible. I’m mutely moving now, awaiting hunger’s neat necessity, fatigue’s demand against my furrowed brow, a healing palm upon me calm and clean. My appetites misfire blanks in kind and I’ve no clue … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Leave a comment

Antimatter

Posted on June 6, 2014 by sputterpub

A vacant lot with shards of bottle glass appears below the train a brilliant field of sunlit gems, although you know an ass- hole did it, drunk & thirsty, muck-congealed. A mushroom cloud, a tidal wave, a storm of any … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Leave a comment

Steady Catcher (End)

Posted on June 5, 2014 by sputterpub

It got to where Abigail even witnessed herself. She floated like a spirit above her own right shoulder, noting herself in act or word. Many engage in this sort of self-examination, especially girls especially in adolescence, but few are as … Continue reading →

Posted in Fiction | Leave a comment

Steady Catcher (Middle)

Posted on June 4, 2014 by sputterpub

The next wrong thing she noticed was how the world and even the parents treated her and Barry differently, based on nothing but the shape of the well-concealed area between their legs. It didn’t seem to bother anyone but Abigail … Continue reading →

Posted in Fiction | Leave a comment

Steady Catcher (Beginning)

Posted on June 3, 2014 by sputterpub

In the beginning, little attention was paid to community space. The Levittowns were built on farms that were subdivided into sleepy plots of box houses with attached garages and symmetrical yards. There were no plans made for mini-parks and no … Continue reading →

Posted in Fiction | Leave a comment