The Regular
Regulars don’t order. Regulars are expected.
Intimacy
The Tenant
Don’t be childish, little bright thing. I can make this so much worse.
Self
The handwriting was not hers.
Late Night Snack
There’s always a jar you shake too hard with people like you.
The Truest Thing
The bride and groom won’t be needing it.
Load-bearing
I choose them both.
Perfect Morning
The back door sticks on humid mornings.
Briefly and Completely Mine
I log none of this. That is new.
Filed Under
The lair smelled like solder and bad decisions.
Still Light
The morning started with Donnie eating toast over the sink the way he always did
Thorn Apple
Ruthanne stopped apologizing years ago.
The Phone
I can make it ring.