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,…