Sometimes
they pass
each other
on the way:
the young girl
and the drunk.
She,
pale, he,
flushed; he,
bleeding, she,
untouched.
How’s life,
they say, as if
this is just a cup of coffee,
a chance meeting in a store.
how’s life.
The stone
roller’s hands
still bleed.
I got
the girls to taste
my wine.
Almost dropped
their water jugs.
The vultures
still feed.
Almost
their lips meet
on the path.
Almost.
Her hand in his
is very cold.
His hand in hers
is wet. And they
have many steps to take,
so many shadows to breach,
and their guide
always hungers.
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Other work by Mari Ness appears in Reactor, Clarkesworld, Uncanny, Lightspeed, Nightmare, Apex, Beneath Ceaseless Skies, Diabolical Plots, Nature Futures, Strange Horizons, and other anthologies and zines, including right here in past issues of Kaleidotrope. A micro-chapbook, Let me tell you of that garden, was released by Sword & Kettle Press as part of their New Cosmologies Series, and a tiny collection of tiny fairy tales, Dancing in Silver Lands, is available from Neon Hemlock Press. Find out more at marikness.wordpress.com or at Bluesky at @mariness.bsky.social, or check out free to read reprints at Marikness – Medium. |
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