Blind Fortuna |
What if I told you that I had found her? Told you that she lived in a cave by the ocean? Not that I had gone looking for her, or that I even realized who it was sitting there in that soggy sand that I...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Sep 2007 13:26:00 GMT |
One shift, two shift, red shift, blue shift |
I was busy recreating old Pacific marine melodies from sunken submarine sonar blips. Singing songs of black stinking oil escaping in corpuscular globules and clumsily zig zagging through skeletal bran...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Aug 2007 16:34:00 GMT |
Jose Jorobado |
He had a paint moustache runny down his chin and caught by his tongue sticking sideways out his mouth as he chewed it. His shoulders were lopsided, with one a bit higher than the other. He scuffled al...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Jul 2007 14:17:00 GMT |
Waste Mismanagement |
-"What's funny? What makes you want to watch me like that?"-"I don't know. I guess I just haven't ever seen anybody throw away so much dirt before."-"Well what do you suppose I do with...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Mar 2007 19:47:00 GMT |
Meridian Apoplexy |
"He thinks as he thinks, and feels as the feels, through the work machines have wrought upon him." - Samuel ButlerRain beginning to fill the bucket. That is what eventually woke him some mornings. Whe...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Oct 2006 09:56:00 GMT |
Guerdon |
Lucas Guerdon did not die in a duel like Pushkin. No, he died in an estate fire. Not his estate, or even the estate of someone he knew. An estate of two thousand souls, whatever this means. Whatever h...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Sep 2006 13:46:00 GMT |
Fingers For Shoehorns |
".....If you didn't go and pick the shoes without the loop on the back you wouldn't have had anything to worry about. These aren't like the last pair, with the softer-than-cotton strip ...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Mar 2006 15:06:00 GMT |
Furtive Glance |
I have a chance and I look. Without drawing notice. Without anybody figuring I was looking at anything other than the dark fish tank against the paisley wall with the light bulb burned out. Actually t...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Jan 2006 13:38:00 GMT |
From Jupiter, Florida to Neptune, New Jersey |
"Place-names: the name"I listened dolefully as this guy was going on about a planet caravan he was planning to take with a group of people. Talking about going from Jupiter, FL to Neptune, NJ. He was ...
Posted by on Thu, 24 Nov 2005 05:53:00 GMT |
Lair of the Bugbear |
"By now he had no desire to sleep and with the determined step of a frustrated man he went down the covered lime-tree avenue" - Tolstoy
Drifting to sleep I heard something. A mixture of a thump and a...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Oct 2005 13:40:00 GMT |
