Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Once upon a time
they all lived happily ever after.

But that time passed,
and one thing led to another.

You know how the stories go.
One by one they stopped living,

sometimes in bunches.
So happiness was muted.

More than muted, it was fucked.
So they each secretly wondered

different things about tasks
and how to perform them.

They each sort of kissed
each other in different ways,

then stopped kissing each other
and left well enough alone,

as the saying goes. Drifted.
I liked them. They were good people,

the sort you’d enjoy wincing
over old tales with. They are

my friends. I miss them.
I still love them, in a way.

[after viewing John Dufresne’s “How to Write a Short Story”]

One Response to “stories”

  1. Kim Says:

    I hope this one is in your next book so that I can read again and again. I need to hold it.

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