Will sat on the floor. He smiled at Lulu. She sat near to him. And smiled back. They moved their … More
Tag: writing
Spine Call
Rrrrrriiiiiiiinnnngggg. Rrrrrriiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggg. ‘Hello.’ ‘Roland, hi, it’s me.’ Breathing. Breathing. ‘What’s wrong? You sound out of breath.’ ‘What’s wrong? I’ll tell … 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
The Day Moon Before Allhallowtide
The early morning stirs its way into the dawn’s dark sky. And the evening moon, which became the night moon, … More
Face to Carve
A colossal pumpkin in my arms, I stumbled into the house. Kicking toy cars, small, discarded shoes out of my path. … More
Mom at the Apple Tree
Pooka sits on my chest as if she were a mother hen. I think she thinks, My girl is warm. … More
My Fiancée & the Multiverse
There is a bubble on my fiancée’s eyeball. Probably only a millimeter or two in width. It is clear. Looks … More
(Moonlighting Fridaying) “birdxbym00nl!gh+” performed by skeletonsounds
Abandoned Troll
The troll was abandoned by his mother. It was standard practice. It was part of troll culture, of growing up. Under a bridge, she … More
Old Mouse, Sing
Old Mouse stands atop a sand dune. The desert burns without flame. So dry, so so dry. Old Mouse tries … More
