Tag: motels
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Niagara by Erika Meitner
White towels folded into swans ‡‡with their heads touching — ‡‡‡their hearted bodies trail the floral bedspread: polyester, ‡‡used over and over again. ‡‡‡The bed itself casts a shadow on the desolate paneling, ‡‡O bed. O motel. O girl ‡‡‡in white pants — you are voluminous and shine like the yellow doors ‡‡on rows of…
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Niagara Falls 1972 (revised version) by Richard H. Fox
engine squeals, fan belt slaps severing all ties the gas pedal becomes a foot rest in fading twilight two pairs of feet track neon winks thunderclaps drown their steps they sprint through puddles giggling and shivering register as man and wife in the motel shack their cabin has one twin bed she hangs wet blouse…
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Niagara Falls, 1972 by Richard H. Fox
inside a wicker alligator basket hides a black and white photo his children are the age of the faces looking back he peers into her eyes able to hold the gaze the engine squealed fan belt slapped severing all ties the gas pedal became a foot rest in the fading twilight two pairs of feet…