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La Notte
by Wayne Wolfson
You left. I am going back.Sundown, the darkness will allow us to think of what we have done. The dimmed windows of stores. Heaven offered up through the motionless shadows of luxury.The dimmed windows, the dead smile of an enemy. My sweetheart's stare. Luxury ill afforded.I am glad to be ...
Like Sonny
by Wayne Wolfson
I was superstitious.The emperor of all that lay under the open, indoor umbrella, the reverse V shaped land which lay under a ladder.Some names are all voodoo. I had been hunted by several Jeans.No matter who I wake up next to there's a smile that's not in the cards.
Frida
by Wayne Wolfson
The streets tilt and whirl, the entire city gone dancing. Dirty flower petals litter the street, flags of a departed army. All desire is encoded in the blinking lights of the boulevard, it is now only a matter of knowing where to look. Half a bottle gone and she disappears. I think of following. Pursue. I ...
Independently Blue
by Wayne Wolfson
"Time to get up. “Give me one minute. No, make it two so that they won't be lonely . Again, I had been working in my own way. In my fever I called for her lips. Her lips, her flesh cool like stone. Sorrow. Why did the ghost of the other hurt her so? She wanted ...
Mento Mori
by Wayne Wolfson
For Maria MarquezYesterday, we drank wine, we danced. Now, the bottle is empty, the band has gone home. Even the sad eyed girl has gotten married. To lose your surroundings to familiarity is to live among ghosts. The emptied pool, full of dead leaves where I practiced my ...
Her Ocean
by Wayne Wolfson
The two words you ache for the most are also the hardest (to find). The clouds rolled back, a burlesque shows curtains rising for the matinee. That big stupid animal waiting to devour me, the crowd waiting. Waiting A bird flew by, I had seen the wires attached to its wings. Indifferent, ...
I Want To Be Bad
by Wayne Wolfson
Momentary curiosity combined with eroticism. I opened my eyes. She was looking at me while she worked it. Tongue flicked across tooth, the same one used to signify dessert. Eye closed again, I pushed up to meet her. Upstairs Prezz's horn. One long note. Slow. So slow. The ...
