Showing posts with label Allie Dresser. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Allie Dresser. Show all posts

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Reason Enough

by Allie Dresser


The day Joe stopped caring if he lived or died, he stopped wearing his seatbelt. Being the coward he was, that’s the closest he could get to suicide. Drive fast and hard and death would take care of the rest. Then he met Nikki. Today, Joe buckled his seatbelt for the first time in years.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Forty-Nine Tattoos

by Allie Dresser


I only meant to get one. Then I entered your tattoo parlor and fell in love. Your art is your soul that I welcomed into my body like a conjoined twin. As I lift my shirt and watch you prep for number fifty, I’m sure this is it. This time, you will ask me out.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

What Wedding

by Allie Dresser


“Your tardy groom is on the phone.” My mother presses a phone to my ear. “He sounds drunk.”

I anxiously watch the waiting crowd of my friends and family. He lost his in the divorce but mine are his now.

“I won’t be coming to our wedding,” he says. “I’m sorry, but I’m still married.”

Sunday, August 16, 2009

What She Doesn't Say

by Allie Dresser


He looked over her shoulder at the photo of a “friend” on her Facebook page.

“Who’s that?” he asked, as casually as he could.

We were in love.

I was going to leave you for him.

But she couldn’t tell him that so she shrugged and said simply,

“We used to work together years ago.”