Home sick, she lies in
bed, stomach queasy, still in
her day-before clothes.
J’s collapse
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Home sick, she lies in
bed, stomach queasy, still in
her day-before clothes.
Halloween spirit
eludes me, like the ghost of
someone I once loved.
It took eight weeks to
wrap the baby outfit and
give it to the dad.
Ben liked the armoire
worth $12,000 I
paid a fraction for.
Wi Fi whore, I go
where there’s access, drinking bad
java just to surf.
When the going gets
tough, I end up sleeping on
the couch, fully clothed.
Turn the clocks back next
week? I could use that extra
hour of sleep right now…
Decorations for
Halloween still not up. Life
seems scary enough.
The review called her
‘fetching’ – wrapped in bandages,
convulsing, bleeding.
Suddenly it’s too
chilly to wear a tshirt.
Autumn’s in the house.