Yesterday I lost my heart. Today I see some woman paying bus fare with it. As the driver makes change, a purple flower blooms round as a button on his pants. “That’s mine,” I say, but he only shrugs and drives away.
The Future of Cheese As We Know It
We asked our sonorous ship to call out, to sing her silent aria so the notes would chase each other into the chasms of the lake, returning only when they’d found you hiding beneath three hundred sixty-five feet of shimmering viridian crepe.
The only thing between Dad and his post-shift nap was the gelatinous mush on my plate. Mom tried distracting him, but his attention soon returned to me in my Oscar-the-Grouch bib.
“Nathan, I want those peas ate!”
“Well I want them six.”
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As I spread my work over the duvet, the fan begins its hum. The curious Manx sniffs around, then eases onto my chest. His purring vibrates through me. A feather of a nap floats in with the breeze, then I’m far away.
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