Rock music and refrigerator static never mix.
Muted traffic from outside the hotel window
Adds an extra element of space.
I am not alone.
The music ends, and the space between is infinite.
I can hear your voice echo in my head.
“What song is next? When will Tyler get back?”
Rob Zombie haunts through the speakers.
I’m a super beast, the one that you wanted.
And yet, you’re about 70 miles south in a place
I’ll never know again, in a space we’ll never share.
A place that is as infinite as the space between songs.
Chad W. Lutz was born in Akron, Ohio, in 1986 and raised in the neighboring suburb of Stow. A 2008 graduate of Kent State University's English program, Chad is attending Mills College in pursuit of an MFA in Creative Writing with a concentration in telling lies (Fiction). His writing has been featured in Diverse Voices Quarterly, Kind of a Hurricane Press, Haunted Waters Press, and Sheepshead Review. Chad runs competitively and won the Lake Wobegon Marathon in May 2015, and recently took second at the 2 Cities Marathon in Fresno, 2016. He aspires to qualify for the Olympic Trials.