I Believe So Tall
We’re out from under the bedroom, a television set. The second sentence has been upstairs before. I want to know. I don’t dance—I do & then I do not. It’s snowing how homes build floors like trees grow limbs. I am asking for questions. She’s just, she’s one room, she’s over.
I answer where I am, cross legs for sustenance. The second sentence is a living room with sky miles. You’re a sofa under a cat. I’m a chair with half of me to my right. Cushions are trials. We’re a series about dead trees. Watch: our season is Olympic.
Parker Tettleton‘s work is featured in &/or forthcoming from Gargoyle, Word Riot, Deluge, Luciferous, & Lexicon Polaroid, among others. His grocery shopping collection GREENS is available via Thunderclap! Press. A split chapbook with Riley Michael Parker, MAN SUGAR, is now available via Housefire & another is forthcoming from Pity Milk Press.
At the edge of a great snowfield Louie Otesanek grew different shapes and shades. His palms are wide and dark and mingled with the highest sky. See more of his work here.