For his next trick he needed a rabbit. I have a hat. As you see, quite empty. No sudden movements, please. She is nervous. Please dim the lights. He petted down the audience with a finger and what was to become (in later years, or definitely next time around) his catchphrase, Well, well, well. Who … Continue reading As You See, Quite Empty.
Paul, being her lover, tried, with his voice, to rouse her. She'd liked his voice. But not so much now it seemed. He spoke her name with a frog in his throat. We giggled. Sally did nothing. Then he was nose to the carpet, ear next to her's. He stroked her hair. He spoke her … Continue reading Twice (For Some Reason).
She sat at the kitchen table with a wine glass and all the what ifs, what weres and what could’ve beens floated in the glass and the bread began to rise. She thought about the summer of 1956. But actually it was difficult to picture much more than a blur of an album of photographs. … Continue reading The knowledge of now.
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