Mikl Paul — The Monarch Review

The Dream Of A Laboratory – Mikl Paul

Tuesday, March 6, 2012 12:44 — 1 Comment

One of them was holding the moon gentle palmed finger curled. The other knew; had studied; had repeated love a time and a time again, just to check the list so fine. This was science, she said into his tongue.   They walked quietly, the sound of rings, the sound of falling cautions traced the path out before them, through the apartment, into the recipe of their bed.  “Remember when,” she asks, “we were driving through those middle places and I told you that your hand on my thigh was cocoon to me?”   He nods, she takes him in […]