Posts by Matthew Minicucci

November 4, 2020 | Fiction

Two Shorts

Matthew Minicucci

For as long as Mark could remember, he had wanted to save someone from a wolf. He had wanted it to happen in a specific way. Peculiar even.

August 8, 2013 | Poetry

Three Poems

Matthew Minicucci

I consider the narrow chain of cars pulled through city parks like kite-string.  In linguistics, mora is a single unit of syllabic weight.  I consider yelling at the yellow cab to add more syllabic weight to my overall point.