Shedding the Serpent 

November 10, 2020  :: 0 comments

The old snake made its way around SouthGress. People saw it in several spots on occasion. But among its favorite of spots was the carousel. It would wind around the circle of the carousel’s low metal gate several times and then settle into a sleep as the dawn broke. On the days when the snake curled around the carousel, only …

the orange book was an abomination

July 4, 2020  :: 0 comments

The orange book was an abomination. The people working in the shop left it to work its own way ‘round. Shaliqua saw it on one of the tables Thursday morning. When all surfaces were wiped but that table, she abandoned the task in favor of shining spoons. From behind the counter, with her right eye closed, she held each spoon …

Shimmering

March 14, 2020  :: 0 comments

When shimmering they came, he was hanging over the railing of his second-story balcony. He loved to stand on the balcony watching the sun’s comprehensible inertial descent behind the skyline of Agung Darussalam to the east and Masjid Agung Darussalam to the west. He would smoke his only clove cigarette of the day while he watched that happen. He bought …

in skin

November 16, 2019  :: 0 comments

The sun on the bare rock-tip is raspberry, above the mingled white of snow, green of wood. ‘Ïmi amintesc de terci,’ crystalizes in Chocolate’s mind. Ioana was from beyond that mount. Maybe she returned. He still lumbers. To his shy heart the bears had been strength. The wood had been a playground. At fourteen he had only known the closing …

the Tira cycle: (goat song for the) land of love, carrots, and cabbage

March 23, 2019  :: 0 comments

Once there was a young woman named Tira. She had moved all over the island of Java. She was founding her salty fish perfume kingdom to support her dream of becoming a lecturer. But two mighty winds always assaulted the hot air balloon she traveled in. The first wind was peer pressure. It would swing her into karaoke bars. It …

[Untitled: nouns and unnouns]

August 24, 2012  :: 0 comments

I watched a bird jump from the side of a building, rising for a moment with a gentle arc, like some fucked-up angel dust fiend; then beginning to move up and forward less and less, then downward more and more, beginning to flap its wings that angel dust fiends do not have, and flying away. And I wonder What did …

Entropy

March 12, 2012  :: 0 comments

“Out there it’s bloody, fucking chaos, mate” He spun on his left leg. The apron settled in front of him, he began shaking the spatula at the younger and then turned back toward the stove. “In here, you think about it, and the whole fucking thing seems simple enough, yeah?” He pressed down into the skillet and something seemed to …