lyrics charlotte woke up crying. her father sits at the end of the couch. his voice is soft, his breath is sweet. the party is quieting down, but there are still adults talking downstairs. charlotte is seven. she dreamt that the house was on fire.
Monthly Archives: August 2010
monday song #44: in love
lyrics across the street. the luchesi’s.
monday song #43: i’m in love with everyone
lyrics cheever street, late afternoon. a muffled roar pulses from a garage near the end of the block. from outside the clamor is hard to recognize, but the roar demands attention. more than one neighbor watches their clock for the agreed upon curfew of six pm to arrive, when they can call to complain. why […]
monday song #42: punk
lyrics james lives on fenton street down the block from the empty lot that once held the 7-11. a firehouse is going up slowly. he’s a teenager, but you’d only know it from the library books in his backpack: salinger, the autobiography of malcolm x, arthur c clarke. his looks would place him in elementary […]