Posts by Benjamin Niespodziany

April 22, 2020 | Fiction

New Student Worker at the Library

Benjamin Niespodziany

He visited the library later that night still in his baseball gear, his eye black dancing with tears.  I'm sorry, I said, but three strikes is three strikes. His batting glove let me know he understood.

May 13, 2019 | Poetry

Three poems

Benjamin Niespodziany

Neck Tattoo

Your neck tattoo spoke to me but I needed a
translator. Needed a nail gun, a barn wall to
respond to  your forward  advances.  After a
night together,  I woke to find  that your