Robert Estep

Love those numbers! and yet am helpless as a blue wave, ticketing to sky and…

The gift shrank as rumor kept the hour, from treasure chest to figful basket. A…

They crippled in, out of disaster. Santa Maria lay on their tongues, heavy as a…

1. The Man of Pearl rides nightly down the Issa Valley, where the children hide…

A shower of ashes from a rent-by-the- hour window blurred the lover’s way but he…

For days afterwards he carried their leave-taking in his coat pocket. A jonquil petal, torn…

The black lampshade, x-ed with silver stars, tapers feminine above the marble stork leg. The…

Like veins seen faintly beneath the surface of the skin, the gray marble is lined…

Her red hair announces her emergence from the cinematic gloom. She had been speaking to…

What purpose do you serve, little memory? Your stockings torn, red shoes unbuckled and off,…