monsters |
Her barking wakes me up. Lucy spins her heavy black and white frame around in a circle at the prospect of my consciousness. Her nails click and clack across the scarred hard wood ...
Posted by Duncan on Sat, 15 Mar 2008 01:20:00 PST |
Ballad of the Lonely Sea Monkey |
Ballad of the lonely Sea Monkey
By John Duncan
"I know he loves dogs." She said, stepping out of the bathroom with the mirror. Mary walked over to the bed naked and blushed in the lampli...
Posted by Duncan on Fri, 08 Feb 2008 09:34:00 PST |
The Death of Earl Turner |
We take walks at night, before bed, because she says it always calms her down. She and I pass by sleepy homes occasionally rousing an errant bark from a family pet. Fragmented lights dance...
Posted by Duncan on Fri, 16 Nov 2007 05:18:00 PST |
outside |
"So you're telling me that your cat is in the tree?" Her voice came through the line with an edge of disbelief and frustration.
"That's exactly what I'm telling you. Yes." I was lay...
Posted by Duncan on Tue, 09 Oct 2007 08:57:00 PST |
smoke |
He was staring into the window fan when I walked into his room. He had turned it around and it was pulling the cold morning air into his bedroom. At first I thought he was saying somethin...
Posted by Duncan on Thu, 13 Sep 2007 11:21:00 PST |
strangers counting seconds |
Strangers Counting Seconds
By John Duncan
These people had seen him before. They had walked past him and they had made brief, uncomfortable eye contact. When they did, he would jus...
Posted by Duncan on Tue, 24 Apr 2007 06:31:00 PST |
the fastest cabbie in Lexington |
the myth of terry: fastest cabbie Lexington had ever seen
by John Duncan
I had woke up in a strange place again. I looked around the room; at the unfamiliar surroundings. The walls were ...
Posted by Duncan on Tue, 20 Mar 2007 10:37:00 PST |
a couple of vignettes to pass the time |
Christmas time in the desert
I was in a diner eating eggs. The jukebox was broke. We were somewhere in Arizona but it was freezing. There had been a cold snap and we had decid...
Posted by Duncan on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 04:31:00 PST |
The way they danced |
here is the latest revision
-dunc I stood there watching them, slowly brushing her hair.
the way they danced
Her hair shot out in different directions, like thoughts aimless and never considered.&n...
Posted by Duncan on Mon, 25 Dec 2006 03:23:00 PST |
Ballad of the Lonely Sea Monkey |
Dunno if all of the editting is done on this one. I might have to change it a couple of hundred more times. cheers.
Ballad of the lonely Sea Monkey
By John Duncan
"I k...
Posted by Duncan on Wed, 08 Nov 2006 01:54:00 PST |
