Petulant
I fall upon the rivers edge, snow cold cocoon enveloping me frozen fingers writing in snow, can’t erase the pain I feel, can’t erase this mistake in my life of mistakes, ancient frozen upon the river,...
View ArticleTear Heart
I asked the monk why he always carried a tear in the corner of his eye, he replied “It binds me to compassion.” But I asked “why a tear?” He smiled and instead asked me a question, “why do you carry a...
View ArticleA Letter Arrived
My first thought when the letter arrived was you. I wanted to rush and grab your arms shaking you with excitement, as I’ve always threatened to do. But your not here Dear so and so we would like to...
View ArticlePlexiglas Wish
Prying himself loose from his plexiglas prison, Ollie jumped off the burger joint’s sign and sauntered toward the restaurants front door. For the first time in his life he felt alive and full of...
View ArticleIced Grease
On soft cotton sheets, fresh with spring air, Franny dropped her robe, edging herself onto the bed. With her finger tips she placed warm bacon upon her inner thighs, letting juices dribble to the...
View ArticleThe Little Monk
Spanky wondered aloud “ how can people be so clueless,” it was an age old question, one pondered by generations long before Spanky came on the scene and, one Spanky generously acknowledged he was not...
View ArticleDreaming Flash Fiction
I was hiding high up in a tree earlier this afternoon when this huge gust of wind sent me tumbling to the ground. I woke to finding myself in a purple building surrounded by discount books for sale,...
View ArticleFloor Dust
Simon sat gazing out the window, the gray sky outside reflected deeply within, revealing no difference between out there and inside himself. Seemingly the color penetrated him in one long pendulum...
View ArticleThere Was A Knock At The Door
Startled minds ramp into flaring comatose consciousness, jump starting sight, adjusting hearing, grabbing the one next to you, shaking her, wake up wake up something’s happening here. There was a...
View ArticleIn Any Corner
My father taught me it’s acceptable when outside to pee in any corner I find convenient, the only caveat, make sure no one is watching. Barely twelve when I received this liberating lesson, I often...
View ArticlePulling Teeth
Violet reached the fly swatter on her desk before I could rise from my chair and escape, quickly she exploded her furry forward swatting my face imprinting her admonitions deep into my psyche. I was...
View ArticleRunning Barbasol
The razor’s dull blade chafed skin beneath snow white Barbasol mimicking the unevenness that marked my failed life. Each nick reminding me of dreams long ago blushing pregnant, with promise. Now I...
View ArticlePenitent I Crawl
Salaciously puncture my rotting skull with your heel grinding my rebellious will into dusty submission, cast me out till penitent I crawl. The post Penitent I Crawl appeared first on Wash The Bowl.
View ArticleBrass Knob
No explanations presented themselves no ingenious stories were available no excuses came bubbling up to slow the disintegrating curtain currently lowering onto the darkening stage of our relationship....
View ArticleWrap Up
In the midst of everything I was ignored. Daily I’d stand hand extended, the crowds hustling past shunning connection proffering false intimacy. Sullen and rejected I watched time accelerate, crowds...
View ArticleAuthentic Blue Lettering
Of the many vivid memories that help shape who I’ve become, it’s the memories from the dinner table which I cherish most, an eager little boy listening to everything embracing all that was said. I’d...
View ArticleSentimental Desperation
I’m an interloper to everyday life, born into a forgotten neighborhood lying on the other side of the tracks. I’m among you, standing toed to your metal gates gazing up at life no longer expanding into...
View ArticleDark Metal Edges
http://washthebowl.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/08/darkmetaledge1.mp3 Dark metal edges welded together, endless flanges cutting my hands my knees as I crawl to to meet your demands. Hard surfaces...
View ArticleWhere Ever You Are
Yesterday I looked up from the stained sidewalk to see your reflection in Macy’s downtown window, your red hooded wool cape tightly closed at the neck, your long brown hair peeking out. I spun around,...
View ArticleSteam Me
I stepped into the cold tiled shower cube keeping most of my shivering body away from the first blast of water, then eased my knotted form into the warming spray. With my eyes closed I submitted myself...
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