Both Sides Against the Middle

The questions pile up, wadded tissue in a one-foot can. Shoeboxes, ash. Pick up sticks, house of cards. Who’s going to California? No one you know. Solo ant marching up the refrigerator disappears. Weevils in opened noodles. Chocolate meringue pie. Greg? do you like Greg? I wouldn’t tell you if I did. Wish upon a […]