Day 27: My neighbor’s music

Prompt: Write a review   If neighbors were oysters, this one takes the pearl. A stupendous neighbor! A great worrying. If you’re looking for someone to give you early gray hairs and a cigarette-dotted back yard, Look no further! Take my wonderful neighbor. This one will keep you up all night with their loud music! […]

Day 24: Kamias

Prompt: Write about a fruit   Kamia, sour green product of secret processes deep in tree veins that grow wild from the sides of houses where abundant rain drains into unknown depths. Kamia, weed-tree of Asia crowned with leaves with serrated edges, giving a sweet, unplaceable scent. Bark-clinging verdant fruit, thin stems grip a root […]

Day 14: Ms. Manila

Prompt: Forebears   The students that died on the streets of Manila were only trying to point out the obvious: Where did you get the money to gild every corner of your dozen houses when my family could barely afford shoes? Why are you sending the military to disperse crowds gathering along a historic monument […]

Day 11: Lavender

Day 11: Floriography   Combine kernel of apricot, nucifera, vitellaria, mellifera over high heat, stir until melted. Douse flames, stir constant. Stir until color fades from bronze to beige, take kettle out to snow to hasten process. Stir constant, add natant by teaspoons, change to whisk. Keep stirring, add halite, switch to wand. Once luscious, […]

Day 8: Achoo

Prompt: A line by Sylvia Plath: Barely daring to breathe or Achoo,   A cautious dawn today. A cold one, a winter morning. Sunny April. A crisp day, one to shake off sleep. In 20 minutes I was ready and out the door, Barely daring to breathe or Achoo. My mother sits at home sewing […]

Day 4: Throwing out thread

Day 4: Dreams   I dreamed the dream of someone in a movie — the reason the character turned evil, his descend into soulless existence, screaming murderous purpose, a score of years gone — he wakes next to grown children, admitting their righteousness, as if twenty years had not happened, and their mother still about. […]