One Sentence Poems

Frederick Charles Melancon Apartment’s Sonata The voice next door belongs to a former music student, current banker, whose words ring staccato in the morning: legato at night. Frederick Charles Melancon lives in Mississippi with his wife and daughter.    

Frederick Charles Melancon An Abnormality of an Emotional Sundial No matter the time of day, the shadow only points to the darker part of twilight. Frederick Charles Melancon tries not to stand in the darkness of a gnomon.  

Frederick Charles Melancon Family Librarian When sis overdosed, her parents tossed her things, but her brother hid her books in his room, marking each one overdue. Frederick Charles Melancon is straightedge, but he doesn’t judge others for their library fines.  

Frederick Charles Melancon Before Coffee Morning clouds in mental confusion only called fog for being close to the ground. Frederick Charles Melancon is tired and just needs five more minutes.