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| ***BIO*** Author of the chapbook, “After Dinner Mints” (Foothills Publishing, 2005), Maria Lupinacci is a Pushcart Prize Nominee whose work has been featured in Poetry Superhighway, Tryst3, VLQ-Verse Libre Quarterly, Lily-an On-line Literary Review, Erosha, Poetry Life and Times, and various other in print and electronic publications. She is a member of the New Jersey Poetry Society, Inc. and the Delaware Valley Poets, Inc.
Ms. Lupinacci is a Certified Massage Therapist, Reiki Master and an Integrated Energy Therapist who currently resides in New Jersey. Contact her at agni614@optonline.net or visit her website at www.marialupinacci.com |
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| Lines and Static |
| by Maria Lupinacci |
| Rrrriiinnnggg!
A simple ring, or a complicated one, and there it goes. The schizophrenic screams in my ear that Lullie (the troll, he adds without a pause) has locked herself in the bedroom, because Tweaker Brian inhaled the China White, and she needed a shot—a pin-drop of happiness that would free her from the curse that attached itself to her when she was twelve. "How dare he deny me this" I hear her scowl. RRRRRiiiinnnnggggg! And it is louder still, I pick the phone up and slam it down, wondering if Lullie doesn’t have such a bad idea; airborne on self induced rainbows waving to the menagerie of lunacy that chases me: It’s the Lost One; he needs me to come, come NOW, he demands. He is sick and somehow I have become his gateway between heaven and hell. I hang up. Eight-fifteen and I haven’t even had a cup of coffee yet, the phone rings again... At this point I am quite sure that the trip is contagious and I, (higher-than-all-three-put-together) am Alice, swirled into the over-sized hole trying to get to the Tea Party to hang with that little mouse who rests peacefully in the Kettle drunk on sugar and insanity. |
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| Aug 2005 |
| 46 |