Posts Tagged ‘Americana’

  • Waitress

    Waitress

    April 25th, 2017 | Americana | journalpulp | No Comments

    She works in a diner called the Desert Rose which sits along the northwestern edge of Colorado, near the Utah border. It’s a small and undistinguished affair, worn and weathered but always brightly lit and burning like a little beacon in that high American desert. Triangles of cherry pie sit bleeding in the pie case, […]

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  • Sweet William

    Sweet William

    January 25th, 2016 | Americana, Poetry | journalpulp | 1 Comment

    I My father laid-out flat on the mortician’s slab Looks purple and peaceless. He’s buried To the chin in starchy sheets. A small frown Is stitched into the middle of his brow, And his eyeballs are contoured roundly on each Eyelid. The floor crunches under our restless feet, As if the ground is eating, as […]

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  • The Truckdriver

    The Truckdriver

    December 26th, 2011 | Poetry | journalpulp | 8 Comments

    The trucker who lives next door is seldom home. He’s a long-haul trucker, he’s over-the-road. He earns good money and does not spend. There’s something ascetical about him, something well read and wise. He’s forty. His hair is long. He wears jeans and combat boots. Sallow and haggard, his face is handsome nevertheless. His willowy […]

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