• She reached and grabbed and poured and shook and he watched. A drop of red juice trickling down her arm.

  • penny dreadful commented on the post, soap 1 week, 6 days ago

    After the abortion fiasco, Ariadne’s hair began to fall out. Steel stood by her side and reminded her that he’d taken an oath to love her, rich or poor, fat or skinny, in sickness and in health, with hair or without hair. She realized after the nightclub fire that he hadn’t vowed to love her with skin or without. But it was too late.

  • penny dreadful commented on the post, ensue 3 weeks ago

    It started as an innocent prank.

  • penny dreadful commented on the post, planter 4 weeks ago

    On her One-Minute Date with a Podiatrist

    warts bunions calluses corns
    cysts infections incisions thorns
    ulcerations lacerations amputations
    thorns?
    She shook her head and shook his hand
    He’s rich she guessed
    Handsome she knew
    But could she ever fall for a man
    without removing her shoes

  • penny dreadful commented on the post, café 1 month ago

    Eavesdropping
    on the couple at the next table
    she burned her lips on the black
    arabica, spilled
    and stained her skirt

  • penny dreadful commented on the post, metro 1 month ago

    Grumbling stomach and jangling tail
    the dragon breathes in and out
    exhaling your turning pages of magazines
    your ringtones of chirps and tweets
    and messages Important! Don’t Forget!
    I tried to sleep. The dragon lulled.
    But you’re constant nudging in my ribs
    interferred.

  • penny dreadful commented on the post, creature 1 month ago

    Daddy told me I was the spawn of Creature Double Feature on Channel 56. Godzilla vs. The Smog Monster. It wasn’t exactly the birds and the bees answer I’d been hoping for but it made sense. I nodded my head and made Barbie do a split.

  • penny dreadful commented on the post, anchor 1 month, 1 week ago

    He finally went to the emergency room on the 9th day of July, five days after the epic tug-of-war competition. Surgeons performed a skin graft to repair the damage to his hands, arms and back. Movement might be limited for a time, they told him. But god willing, he’d be anchoring the team again next summer.

  • He sat for a spell in the mangled wreck, breathing in her scent. Jasmine, cigarettes and gasoline. The aroma of death. The mix tape was still in the cassette player. He ejected it and kissed the Play button.

  • penny dreadful commented on the post, trench 1 month, 2 weeks ago

    Thighs of milk
    a mile long
    he dug in
    took a drink
    nestled deep
    in the hollow
    and whistled
    his daughter’s name

  • penny dreadful commented on the post, vines 1 month, 2 weeks ago

    The big bodied Italian
    assaulted my mouth
    aggressive and rash
    at first just too brash
    she lingered and caressed
    her fat sassy ass
    on the nose of my throat
    til I ordered another glass
    Um. Wait. Make that a bottle, please.

  • penny dreadful commented on the post, bagel 1 month, 2 weeks ago

    Just to let you know

    I devoured
    the garlic bagel
    that you left
    on the counter

    and which
    you’d already schmeared
    richly
    with cream cheese

    Forgive me
    smelling of garlic
    when next
    our lips meet

  • One blue clog took wind in the swirl and swarm
    of Beethoven’s Symphony # 9
    It landed with a clunk in my brain. D minor.

  • She let the dirt fall through her fingers. M would be mad, she knew, when she returned home. Finally. Soiled and stained. M didn’t understand the magnet of the ground and the smell of life.

  • penny dreadful commented on the post, beware 2 months ago

    A confetti of feathers and a symphony of squawks. The aviary rattled with fireworks. But the zookeeper inside stood still. As the body was removed from the lion’s lair he cooed to the birds above.

  • penny dreadful commented on the post, truth 2 months ago

    Patrice scanned herself in the mirror.

  • Off stage he was a different person. Doodling on a pad he’d draw a line down her spine to the periwinkles on the keel until she swatted him away in laughter. They’d lock and snake and talk in nonsense until his eyes caught sight of the eclipse from the gap in the venetians. Then he’d be gone.

  • penny dreadful commented on the post, tales 2 months, 1 week ago

    She smacked my face for telling tales. And I cried. But not because she’d hurt me with the hard fire on her hand and not because she’d called me a liar. She’d find out. The owl-eyed man lived in the attic and he’d slouch down again.

  • She sat on the divan in her yellow taffeta staring at the frisee salad. It wilted as the hours passed and the doorbell stood still. Finally, she turned off the porch light and climbed the stairs to bed.

  • My diary. All my secret thoughts. Violated.

    The rumpled quilt gave her away.

    From now on I’ll hide it in the broom cupboard where she’ll never look for it.

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