We are all waters coursing into the unknown future. Each of us travels a unique path, the story of one’s life. A life, I shall measure, not in years, but in relationships, love.
Depression took my young friend’s life, his short journey ending in heartbreak. Questions with no answers. Continue reading Reid
The old people lived out in the country. Where it was boring. Where her friends didn’t. The mention of a visit cut like a hangman’s noose. Grayson’s stomach twisted in knots. “I don’t want to go.”
“It’s only for the weekend.”
“You can’t leave me there.”
Grayson folded her arms. Telephone poles pulsed by. Hopefully, they’d never get there. Continue reading Generous
Good news. Volume 2 of Steampunk Fairy Tales is undergoing the finishing touches and will be available sometime soon.
Here is a synopsis on my contribution to this collection of fairy tales gone steampunk.
Continue reading Steampunk Fairy Tales 2
We wait for him on the corner of Vliet St. She sits on a stump while I kick an old plastic bottle.
“He’s late,” I say.
She rolls her eyes.
The plastic crunches with another kick. I Continue reading Vliet St.
Beijing, Delhi, Tokyo. My body hums to vibrations of an airplane, while standing in a bright hotel room. Canberra, Singapore, Hanoi. My body knows it’s night. The LED clock disagrees, continuing its advance.
The suitcase bounces on the bed. Continue reading Recharge
Light bends around darkness, weaving a cosmos on a loom beyond ken. Here and now, darkness slithers closer. It’s tongue flickers toward the window of her inextinguishable soul.
Does she notice? Perception: a personal vantage. Sight and experience. Angles and patterns. On what do her gray eyes linger?
Perhaps she sees fear or awe. A child’s excitement. A cherished dream from her youth reflected in your inadvertent actions, hidden in windows shuttered by shadow. Continue reading Eclipse
Bloodshot eyes scanned the street from behind wire-rimmed glasses. His posture was straight as a post, while his cane offered comfort.
There was a time when he’d have kept walking. The new sidewalk gleaming white in the sun would’ve encouraged him to stroll down to the barber shop Continue reading Sidewalks
If you like steampunk and short stories and fairy tale re-tellings and free stuff, you should check this anthology out.
Oh, I think there is a Volume II on the way soon with four additional authors contributing.
More later …