Remember…that one time…at your… by Shawn Aveningo-Sanders

A memory.I often wonderif it’s genuine—truly mineorfabricated.Plantedlike a tiny beanpokedinto a Styrofoam cupfull of loam.How it’s fortifiedreinforcedfrom storiesrecited ‘round the dinner tableat Thanksgiving.The old oneslaughinguntil wine spittleson what remains of a turkey leg.And a little girl—the one living inside metries to recollectrememberamusing a roomful of grown-upslong, long ago.No snapshot.No triggering aroma.No synapse whatsoeverto reclaim what’s lost—or perhapsnever reallywas. Continue reading Remember…that one time…at your… by Shawn Aveningo-Sanders

All of These Rules by John Grey

There are rulesof syntaxand you either ride themlike some bucking broncoor pretend you’reunfamiliarwith subject and predicateand all the restbecause you can’t readwhich is a tough sellwhen you’re a writer like there arerules of respectand dignitywhen you’re witha member of the opposite sexthat you adhere toas admirably as a saintor find particularly constrainingfor the devil in youbecause you can’t keepyour hands off her bodywhich is distressingto … Continue reading All of These Rules by John Grey