Reunion

Wednesday, December 5th, 2012

I’m immobile. My nervous system is failing to send messages from my brain to my feet.  My mouth is dry. I don’t think I could speak, even if I knew what to say. I’ve contemplated this moment in my head a million times, and somehow I still don’t have a game plan. Not that it […]

I would like a day that goes by slowly

Wednesday, December 5th, 2012

nothing to do or say nothing to be cars and bicycle bells people with dogs that smell funny rich babies and exotic nannies stack like cards pigeons roosting in crevices between elbows and eyes throw feathers over the ledge I would like to be colored in with crayons and kid sounds knitted into my park […]

It’s Only the Middle of September

Wednesday, December 5th, 2012

Today the wind stung my nose in the square, made it swell, pucker, water, the leafy rustle of phlegm. So the bitter bite of winter returns unwanted, mugger in the park.   By: Valerie Wong Submitted: 11/22/12 at 3:19 p.m.

Adult

Wednesday, December 5th, 2012

maybe we are all, i am afraid to say, fading into dust and bone: shrinking perversely into the ground, in early preparation for the grave. or maybe i’m the one who’s growing into an airborne tomb of my own, body shooting for the stars like a beanstalk: bigger frame bigger person bigger cage protecting bigger […]

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