Category Archives: Lyrical Prose

Sofa King

The City of Ann Arbor issued a citation forcing us to remove the couch from the front porch and to clean the debris and junk strewn around the yard. This was the summer we rented a bush hog and mowed … Continue reading

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Tyrants

My vision gets blurry. I find and wear my bifocals. My vision remains blurry. I clean the lenses with alcohol wipes. Everything I see blurs. I am surrounded by teenagers. They walk past without a glance. Some skateboard and stop … Continue reading

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Skin Tag (an Exaggeration)

The sun filled my ears if not my eyes and I remember squinting in paradise feeling the cloying warmth. This was on the Venice Beach boardwalk, on a crisp November morn, amber and comatose; in fact so wearisome, during a … Continue reading

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Our House

Only the blood in my bones keeps me warm. Wake up to this chilling breath, shrouds out of my mouth, a dirge dog fog. My down comforter filled with sunken hopes, anchored by tears that swelled there. The marriage bed, … Continue reading

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