shot glass
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare


Keith Nunes lives beside Lake Rotoma near Rotorua, New Zealand. He was a newspaper subeditor for 25 years but changed lanes and now sees life from a different perspective. He's had works published widely in New Zealand and also in bulkier nations. He has been anthologised and commended in competitions (means 4th) and is a Pushcart Prize nominee. His book of poetry and short fiction, "catching a ride on a paradox", is sold by the lunatic fringe.

Keith Nunes

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Without Doors

melting beside the fridge,
the ice cubes want for a glass
but my seismic hands can't even hold me up

the patterned tile floor was her creation
like me
cracking and speechless
with tiny drops of disappointment
scratching their names
into a dimly lit corridor without doors