May 18, 2008

Her longing eyes fear blinking. They do not want to miss any action Dan makes. We all go about our lives around the two but my heart breaks watching the stagnant mess.

Dan drops her off first then drives me home tonight. We are both blunt people, and our conversation ensues. “Break up with her, confess your love, take her virginity – do something,” I say. He sits. We are like the bees, struggling to sting because we will die in self-defense.

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  1. hey, i’m glad you liked ‘phelps grove’.

    i might do another free chapbook soon.

    i’m going to start featuring professional fiction at bearcreekfeed.com this week.

    you should check it out.

  2. deceptively says : I absolutely agree with this !

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