THE MAN WHO KILLED HIMSELF IN MY BATHROOM by CL Bledsoe

The 28th offering from Ten Pages Press is now available: The Man Who Killed Himself In My Bathroom by CL Bledsoe.

3:16

Obese children talking to the air. A scattering
of buildings, mostly vacant or for sale or occupied
by the same handful of interchangeable stores;
cracked, graying asphalt dotted with road-kill,
rusted railroad tracks, with spires and signs
for land donated for future spires spiking
the air—don’t mistake description
for emotion, faith for conviction; I’m talking
about never instead of maybe because somebody
tricked me out of it.  Every Sunday, see the fat
women stuffed in their air-conditioned SUVs, trailing litter
like a bridal train. Fear and refusal
to think. This is Faith. Believe or _____.  The hours
can always be filled with watching high school
football, talking about high school football, thinking
about when we used to play high school
football, or complaining
about foreigners.  The days were _____
and will be _____ if the _______ can be stopped.