Running her fingers through Blakie's mother's furs, a surfeit of which, piled up in the closet, dark and deep—carpeted, economically partitioned and shelved—the closet that lights up with a dimmer switch in the hallway, just outside the bedroom, the bedroom with two ways in. Skylight, remote controlled shades whirring, sliding to reveal a panorama of the beautiful city of a winter's dark-purple eve. ...READ MORE
As I recall, before packing, we had warning sufficient, just, to eat a light breakfast. My younger brother Jake and I were lucky enough boys, so Mother put it, to be visiting our Granny Wallop. A holiday, she called it. I had concerns from the off, she never before having used Granny Wallop’s name in any but a cautionary context. Typically, ‘Ee, tha’d not be so swaimish, wi’ thi Granny Wallop rearin’ thee.’
so on and on and
and the stranger side
of being high
(silence from the pulpit.
in SCIENCE DEFIANCE, gabe's church organ was known to
command fire. for my I did my part with e
lectric arms; was known to make an old friend suck his teeth and
roll his eyes. a lot sad I did my self there.) (cock)
He loved—or so he thought—the idea of it; thinking: how young was I when I first learned how to hide? As she leaned—preferring always to kneel upside-down, or right-side up depending on whose perspective was right at that particular moment—both her knees just above the crown of his head, both hands cleft by the breadth of his bare abdomen, as her hair dripped over him. It disappointed him that moments like this—minutes of a woman’s company—were enough to make him feel lucky.