Archive for December 26, 2007

the grieving lecturer

Posted in Prosage on December 26, 2007 by Mike Rosales

easing the aim and nutrition of defecation and response with running water, pooled in cupped hands, and then drained and now staring at veins which make me think of the worn old picture frames we used to fascinate over, me and sis, me fascinated while she just watched, sympathetic towards learning.

leaving the bathroom now, i could only remember him as a memory when i awoke. this time he had a heavy beard, was tall, and had a crumpled linen suit and he was holding a brick, in tears, at the front of the lecture theater. if this doesn’t stay as an image, nothing will. he will be different tonight no doubt, but still dying of loss like always.