• deviousway commented on the post, flat 6 years, 9 months ago

    ‘There’s a humility in this reclined pose’ my mother said, the man making neither greeting or grimace at my entry. ‘You’ll learn the value of a good humbling when you’re older.’

    I lay back lightly smiling.

  • deviousway commented on the post, shelter 7 years, 9 months ago

    That the internet wasn’t working did not seem at all ironic to my brother. The problem with him had always been less his comedic flatness and really much more his lonely arrogance. The dreamy cover that we […]

  • deviousway commented on the post, hoop 7 years, 9 months ago

    On his way home from the courthouse, Gary drove across the bridge. Looking out the window of his leased Pontiac, recognizing the girl with the girl with the hoola-hoop below, he grimaced at himself in the mirror: “I’m dog-tired and my head’s spinning of girls that I used to know.”

  • deviousway commented on the post, bellow 7 years, 10 months ago

    From his examination of the map he could tell it wouldn’t be quick. To get there would take much more time than they had. And it would take much more work. To get there, as he could tell by looking at the map, would, w/r/t the dissemination of information (and with apt corresponding abstraction (that […]

  • deviousway commented on the post, crisp 7 years, 10 months ago

    That he had said crisp made her recoil. Not because he was British though, don’t get it wrong. Her mother was killed in a back-alley. He told her, blushing, he sometimes walked down back-alleys at night so no one would see his face which (his face presently), not that she would jump to make some […]

  • deviousway commented on the post, bland 7 years, 10 months ago

    He had evolved since I had seen him last. Once, I had felt the need to impress him because, you see, I’m an opportunist. Here had been a guy who could have helped me. Even maybe taught me something. But now, well, with the polite handshake, the company benefits, the flight discounts, the fitness, and […]

  • deviousway commented on the post, savage 7 years, 10 months ago

    Breathing heavy, he held her close and told her about the sun. He pointed up and, though at first reluctant, she squinted and saw his hot illusion (though not through it). He unzipped himself and, blinded, she had no choice.

  • deviousway commented on the post, lilies 7 years, 10 months ago

    Songbirds, like warblers and finches I think, were once attracted to lillies like bees I’m told are attracted to the other flowers from which we get sweet honey. But something is happening. I think I read somewhere that there are more songbirds killed every year by sociopathic pet cats and more flowers disappeared from the […]

  • deviousway commented on the post, oil 7 years, 10 months ago

    What a mess. “Don’t talk politics!”

    You are dumb and, alas, free to remain so.

  • deviousway commented on the post, trunk 7 years, 10 months ago

    That she had meddled with the furniture had meant she would sink. That she had thought she could was something she oughtn’t think. And now, alone, she was in it.

  • deviousway commented on the post, glimmer 7 years, 10 months ago

    It was a ruse. You see, she was all a-glimmer: jewels and heels and purses and straightened hair and a little dress that sparkled like her smile used to. Where’d she gone? Although, I guess he was too: Gone and glimmering. It was the way he wore the blazer and rich jeans and then, when […]

  • deviousway commented on the post, cactus 7 years, 10 months ago

    The wind rolled past the plant. In my head only though. I saw the face of a Western deity. I wondered, as I wandered the depths, mining: am I home, alone, like a mind undone or on a road paved more in ashes than in stone or gold or the dry textures of a passing […]

  • deviousway commented on the post, desert 7 years, 10 months ago

    The dryness of his mouth reminded him about his monopolizing of the conversation the night before. He hates the way he does that. When people walk through a desert alone, it only follows that they’ll have some stories to tell, and further, that those listening, hydrated by the company of the ok, won’t know what […]

  • The heat they felt sat before the fire left them solemn. What a memory! Memory: what a marvel! They remembered the patriarch of their tiny family, now dead, cried a bit in the heat, marvelling at the fact that, despite all the tears amid the crackling and the closeness of their bodies, not one of […]

  • deviousway commented on the post, flood 7 years, 11 months ago

    A similar problem, which for him now had degenerated into an incessant downward flow of turmoil and smaller intervallic unforeseen issues, occurred w/r/t his mother I had heard. It had been posted on his sister’s facebook wall. A flood of comments followed the initial announcement: ‘what happened’ ‘is there anything we can do’ ‘our deepest […]

  • deviousway commented on the post, dusk 7 years, 11 months ago

    When he looks in the mirror, it seems always to be evening. It’s a time, he thinks, as he flattens his hair a bit, when it’s all made to even out. The end weighs in and sees where it lines up against the beginning. He winces and wipes the edges of the sink.

  • deviousway commented on the post, panorama 7 years, 11 months ago

    He looked only through the ones taken in the winter. He believed very strongly in darkness in the early evening, appropriation, chameleons, and being yourself.

  • deviousway commented on the post, sleeve 7 years, 11 months ago

    She eased down the cardboard sleeve that protected her frail fingers from the dark coffee’s heat. If only it were always that easy to keep her safe from the heat until she really really knew she could handle it.

  • deviousway commented on the post, palette 7 years, 11 months ago

    When I worked at the wood store I learned what it was to vanish. Behind the palettes of baseboards and crown mouldings, I’d vanish for a moment, a quick rest in the corner so I wouldn’t be seen by the boss who had, in fact, seen himself vanish so many years before in among the […]

  • deviousway commented on the post, princess 7 years, 11 months ago

    Though the incipient self-loathing she felt (and feared) didn’t stop her from asking him whether he thought she looked better with her hair dyed platinum blond or dark dark darker brown, it did (her self-loathing, which he also feared) stop him from being able to continue trying to love her and, importantly, also from giving […]