I’m coming to pick you up,’ and I think no you’re not, no you’re not coming near me, […]
Category Archive: Fiction
The following is from a work-in-progress, and not an excerpt from a finished work. When I upbraided the […]
Henryk is speaking: A man can do so very little and all too much. . . On a […]
The video shows an old man standing on a balcony. He’s wearing one of those black karakul caps […]
The headline read: “An icicle wedged totally through a man’s skull!” The article was in reference to a […]
“So crawls a toad on his belly into a bed of flowers.” —Jean Paul, tr. Charles T. Brooks […]
TODAY, AT THE DUMP, the world is in the bin: a classroom globe, tossed into TV & MONITORS, […]
The Tutor Arrives There is a bowl of fruit and a glass of still water arranged neatly on […]
I’m old in this house the one we shared, old and baffled, liver searing on the stove, and […]
Interminably tangled, the escalators wove themselves into a vast network, a great steel octopode either in conflict with […]
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