This slit between thumb
and forefinger:
You know this is murder,
you know where this ends.
I twist your knife
and my body dies with a sigh.
Oh, the panicky phone calls at
2AM;
Oh, the need to know:
Lodged between hemispheres:
To see is to trust, to trust
that all is as it seems.
Peel skin to bone;
acquiescence is better
than silence,
and nothing is nothing
at all.
Image and Text (c) Rob Goldstein, 2017 all rights reserved.
February Speculative Fiction Round-Up from D. Wallace Peach
Pixabay image by Marianne Sopala
Thank you to everyone who participated! Great stories and to those who stretched their imaginations, Congratulations. ❤ Below is the round-up of all the February poems, flashes, short stories, and some artwork too! If I missed yours for some reason, please add a link in the comments and I’ll happily reblog. I invite everyone to enjoy some unique stories and meet some wonderful writers. I’ll post March’s prompt on the 1st!
February Round-up
Pensivity – of Mice and Elephants
Frank Prem – a surprise (I do not like)
Ethan Eagar – This Spells Trouble
Jane Dougherty – A better place
Jordy Fasheh- Lord Ganapati and his brother Lord Kartikeya
Cosistories – An Elephant Never Forgets
Trent McDonald – When the Elephant bumps the Mouse House – Chapter 1
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from Rose, the Poet Rummager
Illustration by Ted Giffin
from A Cooking Pot and Twisted Tales
Our silence sufficed. We thought that
if we didn’t talk about those micro things
that made us uncomfortable,
they would disappear.
So, we walked the fringes of invisibility.
Hiding our thoughts from fear and shame
hoping that no one notices
the tears running down our face.
Our silence became brooding anger.
Micro things became macro things
and in the fringe of invisibility, we plotted;
fueled by the stokes of little flames.
©
Jacqueline
An Igbo proverb says, ‘when we overlook the small pot, it puts off the fire.’ Never underestimate the little things, for they can become the big things.
The Daily Post – micro
