"She had been warned." (this started as a fun alien story and then took a human turn.)

I feel a strange loneliness for her...I think I will go to the beach, and forgive it for its sharp sand and lack of trees.

Newhouse returned his gaze to his wet palm, which he lifted to his nose with suspicion, sniffed again and again, then struggled to move out from under the growing stream.

We do not all love each other for the sake of our shared art, apparently.

So, like I said. Da. I have dealt with the men, when I was a lap dancer. The men they need the….manipulations. I have good hands. They want me to see them naked, their power. Here it is only the women. The massage, the facial, the waxing...

Marcy is two years older and got her period the summer before me. She thinks she’s a professor of everything, but she’s my best friend so I don’t say she’s being stupid or that her tangerine lipstick is smeared across her front teeth.

I saw a woman / at the bar tonight

clouds clot the horizon all day

‘In terms of relationship, I am your Father – my name is the Emperor’.

If I could say only one thing more to Tony who died a month ago, there is one thing I could find to say

addict for validation and cat tongues

Sands In Time by Julie Noble As surreptitious as the crab creeping sideways under your patient observation, the sun has inched its way round the sky, echoing exactly the rugged curve of the Bay, and is now preparing itself for the evening slide. In its rich,…

Into the silence

Jasmine as skeined skins… of liquid hers, by willow courts, the lychee's water wains: as apple-moats flush fawn in russet light, through cherry floats, the leopard-dots of dawn. Branch to branchlet green …

moonbeams unrecognized language steadies my course