Monday, March 25, 2019

Ring Shopping by Ryan Quinn Flanagan

They were out shopping for rings
when he asked her.

About the rings in the sink
and if that meant sinks could love
other sinks.

And it was then that she remembered
her father’s words:
that this one was all wrong,
a complete nut job
and that he would not pay for
the wedding.

Let’s look for rings some other time,
she said.

So they went to a department store
at the far end of the mall
instead.

Where she tried on distressed jean jackets
and he stood still in pose
beside the store mannequins.

Hoping to trick the customers into
thinking he was one of them.





About Ryan Quinn Flanagan:


Ryan Quinn Flanagan is a Canadian-born author residing in Elliot Lake, Ontario, Canada with his wife and many bears that rifle through his garbage.  His work can be found both in print and online in such places as: Evergreen Review, The New York Quarterly, Horror Sleaze Trash, In Between Hangovers, The Dope Fiend Daily, and The Oklahoma Review

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