2026.15

"That's cheating!" Laughter
She spins, her prize held aloft
"So what?" A sly smile

2026.14

Her can marks the spot
Ricochet off the cushion
She swipes the cue ball

Aim. The broken clack.
"Chalk's free." "Oh, fuck you." Laughter.
"Eight-ball, side pocket."

Another quarter
Rack the balls and take your stick
Best two out of three

Alleyway out back
That's a skunk, def not a cat
Here, kitty, kitty

Clack of ball-on-ball
One stripe, two solids remain
Better than she looks

Pearls behind pillows
A glimmer with every word
Soft-spoken treasure

An age-old exchange
Buy a drink, hear a story
And we all have lips

A phone clutched between
Narrow, frigid fingertips
With chipped nail polish

Silent sentinel
Still, frozen beside the bush 
Transfixed, you and I