Spirited #5 [Noir Generation]
by Joshua Heerter
A towline shoots across the bay
To a leaking schooner . Single women in their thirties
Ignore each other on the shore
In dress boutiques. A woman combs her straight hair
Upturned eyes in the kitchen.
Don’t touch the little smiles -
The lies told looking down,
On the beach the way I joined you
Leave them with the bowl of cream and raspberries
and joining will occur, and it is an unknown.