bones

Past Lives

Every weekend, she went to the city & looked through the bones of the dead for old clothes & bits of fashion jewelry. She always seemed a bit tattered, but I didn’t say much about it. I was still young & hadn’t settled on a past I was comfortable with yet either.

Catfish (aka Fish Fry)

The first time I went to a fish fry there were all these rules for surviving a dinner of catfish like picking all the bones out & having soft white bread in case you did swallow a bone & chewing until each bite was soft enough to squirt through your teeth & someone said this … [Read More]

Bunch of Bones

You know why kids like skeletons? he said & I said I didn’t & he said it was because it didn’t matter if you were good or bad, you ended up a bunch of bones & he stopped for a second & then he added, but you don’t have to worry, I’ll still be good.

Bones of Light

I remember we sat in the swing on the front porch & as the dusk came on us like a song, dark throated & sweet, he told me about the beginning when we had bones of light & hair that burned like the sun & I asked what happened then? & I felt him floating … [Read More]