OPPOSITES ATTRACT
 
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- by kyle hemmings
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Her love is sheets swirling under sheets
taking on the life of ghosts, trapped
air in the pit of your brain. Sky pilots
imitating birds, the birds careening
into scarecrows, nests for eyes,
a scatter of sun-seed, her love
is blind form, the deep drawbridge
sigh of an Impressionist painting
with teeth only.

You, on the other hand, consider
the price of shadow stripe suits,
ostrich or lizard shoes. Bone is
the color of what you can no longer
feel. You discard old topcoats
and mismatched buttons. You list
everything in mechanical order,
right to left, or ascending to
descending. In your absence,
the girl of a thousand sheets
texts you bits and fragments,
plants evil spirits in your bed.
When you sleep alone, you have
the uncanny sensation of swirling,
of being pulled downward.

The toilet keeps flushing.

 
 
was published in November 2016
 
 
categories
 
Fiction
    Flash Fiction
    Short Story
Non-Fiction
    Essay
    Interview
    Narrative
Poetry
 
 
 
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