fiction
From the long streets of American cities
The air is a perfect 80 degrees. Winter is over. The people around us are musing, eternally, how much of their lives they’ve spent sitting in cars.
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As long as we fly
Science saved my life, but it didn’t make me want to live. I stay wrapped up in blankets. But it’s like Frank says, As long as we fly, the world will have no end.
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A quantifiable attraction
A quantifiable attraction described as magic. Like Charles Bukowski in Factotum, “I kiss her. She answers with her tongue. Women are magic.”
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Smile
When your dreams go one way but life goes another, sometimes all you can do is smile and realize that it’s the small things that are worth celebrating.
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Cake in the morning
We’ll spend our night under the stars of Guadalajara, falling asleep so peacefully sound that not even the calls of animals around us will disturb our dreams.
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Rusty
We called her Rusty because there was a rumor that the hair between her legs was the red color of rust and aren’t the neighborhood kids so funny?
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An Old Man’s Story
One old man tells his story of life lived; the poetry of a world we were all forced to inherit, and that we will all be forced to someday give up as well.
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Only kids keep neighborhood secrets
The rain bites through my coat and makes me shiver. A few cars roll past me on the street, tires squealing in the cold air. This is my neighborhood.
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The Future
On the island you can become a part of the ocean and the sand and the sky and the sun that are greater than anything people could ever build.
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In bed with a hush
From spending nights in a warm bed downtown to sleeping alone on a futon, one never knows what the end of a relationship will bring.
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