Vain Imaginations

One sure-footed day, I chanced to glance sideways and glimpsed a little speck of trouble flying at me from the west. I ran, I stumbled, I tripped. The earth beneath me slipped, tipping up like a mighty ship before succumbing to the sea. Someone let the tornadoes out inside my head, the roaring forces smashing […]

Writer Musings

Can we walk among the stars? Like children tether-free of earth,like comets burning holes through black, like little flecks of northern lights?And shall we leave our footprints on the moon?So far-off paths will shine in sunlit dust,and worlds will twirl on by without a word, and astronauts will not feel lonely.We will sing where sound was never heard,we […]

The Sandcastle (final)

The ants began making a kind of clicking and hissing noise. And then, like a surge of evil ocean water, they attacked. Sam saw the wall advance and waited. Waited while they closed the distance, waited as the moon on their helmets shone more and more brightly. Waited until they had completely covered the sand […]

The Sandcastle (part 3)

“Sam,” Aira said, “what is that?” “That,” Tommy said, “is Sandaxtron.” Sam looked at his brother, puzzled. “How do you know about Sandaxtron?” “Glem showed it to me. On his phone.” Now that they were closer, Sam could see the walls soaring above him. They looked like stone, but as he reached out his […]

The Sandcastle (part 2)

“No one’s ever going to save the earth because they know castles,” Tommy said. “And who’s going to save the earth with Bernoulli’s principle?” Sam asked. His voice a tad more desperate than he intended. It was supposed to sound clever, conclusive. “Maybe not the world, but you can keep planes from crashing,” Tommy said. […]

The Sandcastle (part 1)

“The oldest legend of Kenlow island is the Midnight’s Day. A magical night, a time of the dire, and the wonderful. From sundown to sunrise, a strange wakish light pervades. Not quite dusk, and not quite night. It is then, and then only that strange and magical things can happen. No one knows for sure […]

Beware the Shower

Turn your brain down in the shower or you’ll be there for an hour, and your thoughts, though bright and soaring, will not reach the water bill’s flooring nor crest the tidal waves of hate crashing as you pull in late— another battle lost in rhyme to your nemesis—Time.

Shelob II

The spider who threatened my head as she trespassed across the wrong bed Mis-measured the distance of the flip-flop resistance and now lies in state with the dead. … Based on a true I-wish-it-would’ve-ended-this-way story The true fate of Shelob II is currently unknown. It is unclear whether she met her demise in the great […]

Battle of the Dragons

A veil of adamantine drawn, a drape across the sky, a timeless void of vacancy, that turns and with a sigh confronts the womb of rising day, a birth that with its cry like infant tears announces years of life those lights supply. – It gashes out—a flame of red, a streak of scarlet wine […]

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