The snake, the one with poison in its fangs, it bites my chest, the white points deep into my heart. … More
Tag: terrorism
We Can Grow Squash Here, Jon
In a part of the world where you’ve never been, a meadow glows. With tulips and carnations and lilies and … More
A Stream of Consciousness about Brussels and Being Home
What this guy sees is smoke and he hears noise like screaming. He’s on the ground, he’s at an airport, … More
The Stars and the Shooting Wire
Downtown, five men and five women, masked, and tightly gripping their automatic guns, storm into a department store. Inside, they … More
The Phones
The smell of gunpowder makes its way into my nose. God. You’d think a cop wouldn’t mind the smell. Might … More
Ahasuerus
Ahasueres always left his backpacks on trains. In his bedroom, on any given weekday morning, he could be found placing … More