
Fiction: The Text
Saturday morning and Lil’Johnny was on his way to work on the Market. He walked…
Saturday morning and Lil’Johnny was on his way to work on the Market. He walked…
It feels like centuries must have passed, but it is only decades. Years grow shorter…
Lovely Dead If I were to let you go who would I show this garden…
_ Where beckons the quiver…? Are there no spirits moving in the air _ …
A Chapter in the WarAppian, 95-165 CEUnder orders from Octavian, the hardened captains – Pansa,…
Then the Lord said, “Because the outcry against Sodom and Gomorrah is great and their…
I owe my life to a bullet that pierced my father’s skull. The time was…
Rental Motes swirled in windows like stars in The Starry Night. Water stains framed mirrors…
It happens. After four years of marriage, I’m madly in love…just not with my…
The Gallego, Dos Lunas, sat on the low wall of the Mirador San Nicolas hurling…
From hospital suite One no matter how the oak ward is word-less the light buzz…
It was just after opening time when Murphy walked into the bar. He wasn’t welcome…
If I Could Only I dream of roses blooming in the sky, of boys with…
Neil went to tea break for the gossip, to find out what was going on,…
The afternoon of Christmas Eve, just as it’s beginning to get dark, Mum opens the …
Krismastime It’s Krismastime Get confetti Slug wile Midnight Fly heights Seeing worlds beam by beam…
“Have you ever been alone in an old theatre at night? There are no places…
– A seasonal riff on the opening paragraph of Moby Dick – Call me Andy.…
TEACHER I know I’ve made a christ of you the way I gather up the…