Calvin Spears
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Years Lost and Years Found
An older woman by the name of Evelyn took care of my mother throughout much of the early 90s before my mother went into hospice. My brother and I called her “Evie” when we were younger––she lived four houses down on our shaded, retired neighborhood road in West Virginia, far from the suburbs and the streetlights. My mother met her after the nearest fire hydrant on the street was struck by a drunk driver and erupted––the evening that I ran through its pouring water alongside the other neighborhood children before the fire department arrived.
By Calvin Spears5 years ago in Earth
Ingesting
You, for whatever reason, suddenly looked less than the horizon to me. On a normal night, the lack of jagged, saw-toothed pine roping across my eye’s limit was jarring. For months, I instead saw a depressing horizon as a flat line––a charcoal blue, an endless territory, a subject matter that did not interest me in the least. It was a horizon that swallowed the sun unilaterally, equidistantly, identically every late evening. And that collection of dying orange would leave me all the same, every time, every day, every repeating instance that I was not quite ready for it to leave me.
By Calvin Spears5 years ago in Earth
Northwest Months & Years
The sports coat’s color darkened when he used it as shelter from the rain. He was thirty-two minutes late. She, in all of her tints beneath the table’s individual lighting––her canary gold, her cocktail dress not unlike others under other tablecloths––sat near the back. Beside her ran a floor-to-ceiling pane of glass that overlooked Madsney Avenue and the few cars that trailed up it.
By Calvin Spears5 years ago in Humans
Huron Shores, Michigan Evenings
I She sat on one of four benches at the Soda Bar, bathing in the first night’s dusk, her eyes between the fading waters and a hardcover of Franny and Zooey. The rightmost bluff began where the parking lot ended, choked by wildflowers and dipping toward the connecting Great Lakes that could have each been oceans.
By Calvin Spears5 years ago in Horror
