Tag Archives: Josette Torres

Unilluminated

            after an evening on the Drillfield A thousand points of light, his father said. And I see them, end over end over end. Above my head, at my feet, flowing past me like a new river created from bodies. Your … Continue reading

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Distancing

Better that I’m far away than engaged, to be honest. Space is at a premium, and I’ve bought enough to last me years. Better that I don’t engage, to be frank. Reindeer games are distracting. I can’t control my reactions. … Continue reading

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Still Life with Red Brick and Reserved Parking

            after Purdue University Summer Session 2007 Recycled air turns into summer breezes and I mete out my dinner breaks according to what cuisines I won’t have access to by the time the leaves turn. Tacos and blue-plate specials and hamburgers … Continue reading

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Dots, Showers and Wings

            In response to Margaret Van Patten’s etching Chaos Standing Still Multicolors fade on the horizon as you relate a tale of algebra tutoring gone wrong. Footsteps in the hall dance on the edge of my vision. Slack rain lingers on … Continue reading

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Day of the Dead

            In response to David F. Driesbach’s color etching All Children Must Be Accompanied by Adults A red carriage pulls me through the Friday night streets. Halloween weekend and everyone who’s anyone or no one at all is out and about … Continue reading

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Ritual Cleansing

The flimsy tissue separator burned the fastest. Holding the card to my face, I lit a clove with it, exhaling bitterness until fire licked at my fingers. Instinctively I dropped everything. Flaming paper scattered across the sidewalk, skidded under parked … Continue reading

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Milk Box

In first grade, I didn’t believe in nickels. Lunch ladies assured me it was fine to pay for milk boxes with nickels, but instead I brought pennies, exact change, stubborn in my ways at seven, sure the nickel wasn’t legal … Continue reading

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