Ever-Burn

            At 3 am in the morning, there is a knock on Benny’s door. It interrupts a dream of silk mountains, and he sliding down them on a plastic food tray. He’s snacking on a cucumber.             He wakes up. “I hate cucumber!”             He peers through the eye-hole, and opens the door. On the…

Inevitable/It Is

            I get up at six to make the bus to get to Cynthia’s place.  She got out of bed at eight, just in time to open the door for me.  It’s not easy for her, four hundred fifty pounds altogether; she tells me that her heart races like mad…