Most six o’clocks I’m still in the van. Winding round the back roads, just leaving a job, leaving […]
short fiction
One: The desert isn’t a desert. Two: The desert is and is not empty. Three: Emptiness is as […]
There was once a man who lived on a flat geometric plane slick as ice and grey as […]
What’s that? Not every landlord is the same? I agree! There are bad landlords, worse landlords, and downright […]
When we meet, we talk about the tree. Then again, there isn’t much else to talk about for […]
My Mother Taught Me How to Steal My mother taught me how to steal children. I was stolen […]
Kerber had taken to using only four words: North, South, East and West. Hypothetically, a full and comprehensive […]
In 1925, just as things were beginning to decline, Robert wrote a short text about himself. It begins […]
The lake was clear. And the sky above the lake. And the stars beyond the sky which had […]
Oh, Mary dressed in water. I followed you into the river. There – a seizure. Thoughts vaulted from […]
minor literature[s] 