Category: Wash Away Us All
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Wash Away Us All – Ch. 32
Glory found sleep without difficulty beside me. As did Pangur Ban. The three of us on the floor, in the confined quarters of a tiny room, in my apartment in Queens. A place just like any other I’m sure. A place where people talked more than they should. What did it matter what anyone thought?…
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Wash Away Us All – Ch. 31
Wide awake on the floor the night light kept the imaginary fire going but it didn’t keep us warm. Pangur Ban snored loudly at my feet. Every little snore reassured me that she was alive. Those audible indications of actual life. Her lungs were barely functioning but managed to find a way to let air…
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Wash Away Us All – Ch. 30
I heard the breathy whispers behind me and I turned to face them, I was taken aback to be in a funeral parlor. I heard what they said. I could read their nasty minds. And maybe they were right and I was a cliche. You were, after all, a bastard, a goddamn son of a…
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Wash Away Us All – Ch. 29
I walked by a dead tree. An apple tree. There were only two apples, bruised and barely attached to a low hanging branch. Who were the apples? What did your tree say about you? I looked behind me, and realized it wasn’t my backyard, it wasn’t even my town, but it seemed to be. It…
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Wash Away Us All – Ch. 28
Glory came back from the bathroom, where she brushed her teeth with my toothbrush, and when she asked me if she could I felt the urge to say I love you. I didn’t because I’m not completely insane. I was in a constant state of fear of ruining things: the night, the moment, my life.…
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Wash Away Us All – Ch. 27
We snuck into the apartment, something I had rehearsed, only as of late the reason was not to wake up Catherine. I turned on the lights and let Glory walk in first. A gentleman, I tell you. I could never tire of watching her walk, I could swoon watching her do anything, a smile formed.…
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Wash Away Us All – Ch. 26
We walked toward my apartment down 149th street alongside the park. It was dark and gloomy, the way I always liked it being. The desolate fields felt eerie as if specters were watching us walk by. There was a rumor some of my friends buried a kid in the park but that was a story…
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Wash Away Us All – Ch. 25
“I should preface it with some background information. It won’t make sense out of context.” “Ok, hit me with it.” Glory sipped her Hofbrau. Glory was interested in me but why? I was worthless. It made me frightened and excited at the same time. She had to be defective. I wanted things to be different…
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Wash Away Us All – Ch. 24
The door to our attached bedroom would open, we never wanted it to, but it would. Hattie came in upset, the crying streaked her make up, he grabbed at her, and yelled, “Where the fuck do you think youre going?” Catherine cried immediately. I’d love to tell you that I never cried but that would…
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Wash Away Us All – Ch. 23
The harsh headlights of Hattie’s current husband’s filthy Toyota pick-up, aggressively slithered in through the windows of the house, between the slits in the Venetian blinds. The truck gurgled loud, and breathed as heavily as the man behind the wheel, as if he was selfishly trying to take all of the air for himself. Air…
SEAN GABLER 