I own this thing.
In rained today, a soft mist like it does on the coast sometimes. The water slowly soaks you through and you can feel it and smell the grass and trees drinking drinking it all. She looks over my shoulder. “You couldn’t have gotten that wet; you’ve only been out for a few minutes today.” A … More A Package in the Rain
A short and silly story. +++++++++ The air is stale here. Too many years of cigarettes, the recent laws passed that forbid public smoking weren’t enacted soon enough to save the walls here. I sit alone with a whiskey. The crowd is loud, like always. I have a feeling the owner in the … More Heavy, A Little, I think
I wrote this a few years ago after watching a Nat Geo documentary on the death marches of the Nazis. In our current world wide political climate, I think it is pertinent. This story contains adult content. The dead remember our silence, the dead remember our apathy. Chaim drops his hat. And … More Our Own Damnation
I’m sick. It’s seven in the morning. My damned internal alarm clock won’t let me sleep this hangover off. It’s the only one I’ll have on this Island. I promise. I pace through the kitchen. I pace through the living room. I run to the toilet. I’m sick. It goes on like this for an … More No Ka Oi
This is an older story I wrote years ago. I have never been to Brig. I would very much like to go. Light spilled onto the stone and he sipped his drink. The air coming off the river sifted its way through the street and he could smell spring in the air already. The language … More To Valais
The second video from our trip to Europe.
The smoke would sting your eyes and was constantly veiling everything. It would permeate your clothing. He walked through it and it was like walking through an eternal sheet hanging on a clothesline in the summer. Fifty years old and still going to these places. He was getting to old for this, he thought as … More Fate
His little legs are too small for the chair that they put him in. He is a good boy and he lays his hands in his lap. His world of playing probably was never like mine, like yours. He is young enough to know only the sounds of war and fear. Today they came to … More Aleppo Boy
There is a room that exists. It is called the quietest room in the universe. It is so quiet that one can hear their organs inside their own body. The longest a person has been able to stay in this room is forty five minutes. The silence maddens a person. It is a lonely, decent … More A Lonely Decent Place
The geese are daring to stay on the beach for a little longer. They seem to stop here on this island for one more party before they fly away home. Don’t cringe, the winter will wait just a little longer. The bay is a shore of sand bordering the wildland. There are three giant, gull … More The Island
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