Naked and Afraid

I sit on a raised platform—a stage, of sorts, but one designed by a carpenter months behind on his projects rather than an aesthetically minded patron of the arts—looking out onto a high ceilinged room of white walls and tall windows. A dozen easels are arranged in a jumbled semi-circle of sorts, and a few […]

Part I

She loved him immediately and unreservedly as a spark loves a pool of oil. She wanted to leap onto him, to set him ablaze and let herself be consumed, but from a lifetime of experiences beyond her control she had learned to control herself. And she did so now, though every inch of her being […]

Love and Fireflies

A thunderstruck lightning bug Alighted on a lovers thumb. “My dear sweet bug,” the young chum sung. “I feel the thrum of your lighted bum. “O Little lamp that glimmers in trees, I’ve never seen such quivering knees. Your life sparks shine electrically, What could have shocked one such as thee?” “I am a mess, […]

The Lonesome Wolf

“You never heard the story of the lonesome wolf?” The man shifted his weight on the cold cement bench, his old worn pants rasping like a snake slithering over dry sand. None of the other men moved a muscle, though their eyes darted around like mice running for cover. He stretched his neck, rolling his […]

Coffee House Blues

The grinding roar of the espresso machine yanked Remy out of his reverie like falling in a dream. Not that the café had been particularly quiet before, but it had been filled with so many small sounds that had melded together into a perfectly soothing white noise. Tearing his eyes from the window out of […]

Beyond Doubt: Chp 1

The grinding roar of the espresso machine yanked Remy out of his reverie like falling in a dream. It was not that the café had been particularly quiet before, but rather it had been filled with many small sounds that had melded together into a perfectly soothing white noise. In the corner two old men […]

Word, a Love Story

I love the blinking cursor—that bold black line on Word documents that oscillates between existence and nonexistence with metronomic regularity—but my love for this strange creature is a relatively recent development. Indeed, for years I had nursed nothing but hatred for that horrid imp. The way it appeared and disappeared incessantly, mercilessly, with the coldness […]