Glass (Crank 2)

that he could do this….

[Can you believe he can do that?]

And this….

[OMG. No one can do that!]

But Trey can. And he does.

And I learn something new.

Something dark. Perverse,

even. But the monster [and me!]

embrace it, beg him for more.

Oh, you like that, do

you, you nasty little girl?

If Brad were here, doing this

to you, I might have to kill him.

Either that, or ask him to share.

I wonder if they’ve ever

done that—shared a girl.

For about half a second

I consider asking.

Better not. Odds are good

I won’t like the answer.

Before It’s Possibly Possible

The eastern window silvers,

the earliest hints of sun crisp

upon an awesome white landscape.

A white Christmas, something

all northern Nevadans hold

their collective breath over.

It’s the same question every

year—will we or won’t we

celebrate a white Christmas?