01 May
He arrived at the ferry dock. In the hours before dawn it was almost warm, as if the sun might soon rise and lift the heavy smell of the sea, drying the slippery wetness below his sandals. He knew better, that the instinct was left over from years of living beside a decidedly warmer and [...]
19 Jan
Out of character, and the accordance of her nature, she wrote and asked “Was it all for nothing?” and enclosed a somber image of herself. Not that the image was unhappy, but it was serious and grave in the way daguerreotypes often are. In person she did possess a kind of weighted sadness, but rather [...]
15 May
Once upon a time there was a very happy little boy. He spent his mornings hidden behind the door of his bedroom waiting for someone to come so he could jump out and shout “Boo!” He would get carried away, lose his balance and topple over at the slightest gust of wind. When he [...]
26 Mar
It was tuesday, new people always come on tuesdays. A sea of people, pale and overweight were waddling off the purple and lime green striped busses and worrying about their luggage. Brown skinned hotel staff in off white uniforms were briskly ushering the new arrivals from the stone entrance into the hotel and sitting down [...]
06 Jan
chapters: 1, 2, more to come…
Chapter One
Mike’s Not a Punk Anymore
In the spring of 1981 things were going great. Punk rock was enjoying a kind of revival. Just a few months before it kinda seemed like things were coming to a close. The clubs were closing up, and the records had slowed to a trickle, [...]
16 Dec
The man climbed all the way to the top of the mountain and stood before the broad wooden door of the temple. He closed his eyes tight against the sun rise and felt the grit of dried sweat, and fine dirt in the folds of his eyes. He raised his fists into the air, and [...]
14 Dec
The loon and the spaz tried their hand at some yoga
The loon was patient, and kind. She tied herself into a knot very gently before the spaz while he picked at some paper which had come loose from the wall. When she was done, the loon smiled and said,” Now you take a turn.”
The [...]
11 Dec
I have always stood here. Not in this exact spot, that’s not possible. Considering the tide, and the current, and how buoyant this thing is, there’s no possible way to stay stationary. I am definitely in motion, but I have always been here straddling this thing. My feet aren’t tied to the beam, I could, [...]
Category: fiction