Reverie

There are many realities. Dreams are one of them. Fantasies are another. I sit here looking at an empty bed and I wonder. “Will she and I ever occupy this space together? Will all the combinations of great locks upon time and space and other lives give way and open for this time and this space and our lives?” I sit here in confidence, because I believe the answer is yes. I don’t think it’s a matter of doubt or fear or realization of other people’s reaction should they learn of what we’ve done. It is not their world or their right to know and if anyone asks, it will not be them who pull us out of this quiet sanctuary, but we who pull them in, not we who are lost in their intrusions, but they who are lost in our intimacy. It’s a subtle distinction, but it has […]

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Beauty and the Beast

“It’s taken,” she said. “What is?” he asked. “The title,” she said. “It’s been taken.” “I don’t care,” he said. “What do you think?” “I think you better ask yourself if that’s the smartest idea you ever had before you go asking me.” She stood at the bar, a very over the hill woman with all the equipment she used to get up the far side rather sad now with puffy cheeks from crying and a red mark about where her thigh started to get tender above the knee where he hit her, not the man she talked with now, the man she left who stormed out but not before he hit her, called her a name and told her not to tease if she didn’t mean to please. She cried a while in the Ladies room, then came out to finish her beer and that’s when she got into the conversation with […]

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