Joseph A. Pinto

barflypoet & author of dark fiction




i take it, masticate between jaws until temples throb and consternation leaks between teeth, and still the nerve of you there, hard like rock that knows no footfall, memory woken to you but gone the way smoke from flame, chew and chew and chew while throat beseeches relief from the fire valley, and something dies in order to serve so you char the guilt and fat and all semblance of sense from the rebuttals resting on the block, and my mouth should water but my eyes cry over excessive vowels and grill time. a napkin waits not so far away as i nod compliantly, desiring to discard you into linen bowels, but i’m full of sinew and leather and the thought you can kill anything that moves.


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6 thoughts on “steak

  1. Terveen Gill says:

    Wow! You’ve taken into account all sides of this meaty story. Very creative and impressive, Joseph. 🙂

    1. Joseph Pinto says:

      Hi Terveen! thank you so much, sweet lady 🥰🙏

  2. ❦Kara❦ says:

    wonderful and voracious. in other words, well done. 😉

    1. Joseph Pinto says:

      hi Kara! well thanks very much. why don’t you pull up a seat & we’ll see what else we can serve up to that appetite of yours 😉 and thank you very much 🥰

      1. ❦Kara❦ says:

        I think just more of your startling and satisfying prose will do. More please. 😊🥰

      2. Joseph Pinto says:

        yes ma’am, coming right up! 😊

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