Surreal

I had met Dora’s parents and brother, they were lovely. Her dad was a very successful man. After he retired, he had given her his car. Dora explained...

I lay down slow, my bones like wax— and wish you’d lay yours beside me, in the fire pit. Flame would claim us, erase our tracks— while strangers sing...

The horse’s neon hooves hammered against the glass track like gunfire. We tore above a sea of stars. The massive crowd was a blur, a rolling roar...

Sun-soaked and forgotten— they kiss beneath the awning’s shade. The child next door plays, distilled moonshine spilled like lemonade. Summer drools—...