1. Pomegranate Juice Sweet and sour. Puckered tongues and stained fingertips. I had a great line here, but I deleted it in revision. I tend to ramble, and I drop in images from things I’ve learned. And I’ve learned a lot. So much crime in the world today. Makes me want to hide under the…

1. Flip the Script It had to look real. bruise had to be shaped just so. Lampshade swayed like Newton’s law, equal but opposite. It was the only heavy object within reach. Timed carefully. The neighbors weren’t here. They would see his car in the driveway. The wound would be temporary. Band-Aid. This house, a…

1. Mrs. Bumblebee over cinnamon apple tea Technicolor pictures Galore she dreamed of her lover and so much more I was a starving artist oil streaked Carnations, Arms Reach I danced with peasants and ate with Kings the rustle of the quail song pounding against the Riverbed the Opera of the Nightingale to usher in…