Archive for January, 2010

On Being A Liar

He looked at the dark teak table on which his keyboard rested, then leaned back and rubbed his eyes… his lack of sleep hurt, his lack of sleep hurt the sockets of his eyes and he felt as if a weight hung over him and a weight, perhaps his hubris was an albatross round his [...]

I Wanted It To Be Like Watermelon

A note to all the souls that wearily weave their ways across the invisible animal paths in the city: at least one day, one day we’ll all be dead, so with a smile lift that head.
This isn’t the story, but I remember the harsh white floursecent lights and the ever present film of dust in [...]

No Coasting on The Block

The cursor blinked steadily and he stared at it.  Through it.  Into it.
Black and thin and… unconcerned.
Frustration and the ghost of depression made it easy to anthropomorphize any and everything.
The silent, cold (cold as in “unemotional” and “detached”) refrigerator, staring him down, taunting him to eat.  ”Come on, fatty, just one more pudding cup!”  His [...]

1999

The snow crunched underfoot as they made their way between the worn gray wooden fences and the torcheire style lights along the path.  Fat white snowflakes lazily floated down in the still quiet between the tall pine trees and underneath the eaves and trampolines and decks surrounding the path.  They laughed and cackled as they [...]