Author Archives: sputterpub

Guillotine

Posted on February 24, 2016 by sputterpub

Of course Alice has thought about death before. It first occurred to her when she was five. She remembers being taught to recite the child’s bedtime prayer (Now I lay me down to sleep – I pray the Lord my … Continue reading →

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Imposition

Posted on February 23, 2016 by sputterpub

A space invader’s knocking at my heart. A thief of time insinuates his plan till I remember why I live apart, and how I took to life without a man. I’m absolutely monarch in my room, the only place where … Continue reading →

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Sunrise After Hail

Posted on February 22, 2016 by sputterpub

The light this morning comes as a surprise, in rays of gold both young and warm, oblique into the plants, the trees, my weary eyes, in shafts of color strong as I am weak. A flashlight held beneath a camper’s … Continue reading →

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Time Out

Posted on February 19, 2016 by sputterpub

I’ve never been at ease among a crowd. I like the city but I can’t ignore the silent screams around me, some as loud as ominous vignettes in dream, the score of desperate pantomime, a headache’s hum. The antsiness of … Continue reading →

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Time In

Posted on February 18, 2016 by sputterpub

My mental health requires time and space to be alone, away from folk and noise, when I can bide in my internal place and let release the power it enjoys to synthesize the purchase of each sense, attend the rhythm … Continue reading →

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Once Upon a Place

Posted on February 17, 2016 by sputterpub

Once upon a time, in a cul-de-sac realm, not far from a freeway exchange and an outlet mall, there lived a monarch, his queen, and their three daughters. Theirs was a normal, functional family, for its time: the monarch was … Continue reading →

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Hybrid

Posted on February 16, 2016 by sputterpub

I’ve known a lanky man a couple years and learned to loved him, now and then, a bit, although his laugh is irksome to my ears, although his manner’s inappropriate. I’ve known another now a dozen weeks, a guy so … Continue reading →

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Away Today

Posted on February 15, 2016 by sputterpub

It’s minutes after midnight where I sit upon a hotel bed in Washington, but far out west where you are, there’s a bit of time remaining till your day’s begun. So I say happy birthday on the phone but you … Continue reading →

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VDay

Posted on February 12, 2016 by sputterpub

Surprise me not tonight, but feed me well on sustenance prepared with your clean hands. Don’t give me sweets to chew, but if you tell your love with fish and fruit, she understands who doesn’t want a flower or a … Continue reading →

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Particulate Pollution

Posted on February 11, 2016 by sputterpub

That didn’t work – the guy’s a jerk – there’s too much murk in him for him to take a chance with clarity, with grace. I sent a true account of me – he traded cheat romance for it. Ash … Continue reading →

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