hundred-watt glare
nothing from dinner
remains. long white candles
blown-out and smoking,
her anger curdling the air.
fine crystal wine glasses
smeared with greasy fingerprints.
crumbs on the tablecloth
thrown into relief
by the hundred-watt glare.
nothing remains,
brown bones on white china
attracting flies.
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Andrew Dugas:
My work has previously appeared in
Unlikely Stories 2.0,
edifice WRECKED, Loafer's
magazine, Bear
Creek Haiku, Cokefish,
Minotaur, Misnomer, Enterzone and various places online.
In August
2007, I was a featured reader at Opium Magazine's Literary Death Match
in San Francisco. email: andy@coyotebreath.com |
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