Prayer For Long Distance Relationships

Your strut down Fourth toward me is a blue-jeaned alleluia one last blast of heat before November’s frost each footstep is a stone thrown into an empty cargo hold I want to be the hunger you hold between your hips and under your tongue alleluia to be together again is to study the frost glistening on …

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The Galaxy Nightclub

He traced my name into my chest after he heard it, the e blazing across my ribs like a comet. On the dance floor, he grabbed my hips and kissed me. "What's that for?" I asked. "For the stars in your eyes."

The Art of Distraction

“SO IS THIS WHAT YOU DO HERE—make Rube Goldberg machines?” Jacob said, after I’d spread string, scissors, plastic cups, and a few small peg boards across the breakroom counter. He was sitting at the table eating a sandwich and fries from a styrofoam box. I watched as his paisley tie dipped into ketchup. That's how new he …

Armor

Philip isn’t noticing the dissipating steam. As Ben raps on the door, Philip is resurfacing from arguments in his mind. He jolts with the realization that he is no warrior, just a naked man in a bathtub with only bubbles for armor. (photo credit: gratisography.com)