The Old Skyline
Spoken Word I was caught out red-handed The backs of my hands Stained with the drops of logic Since following the worst my city Had to offer All of sudden, the horizon and skyscrapers...
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Her Infirmity is My Insomnia
Haibun I wake up at four in the morning. Try and sleep again. Mira coughs, inhales hard. Coughs again. She gets up and sprays her nostrils with her over-the-counter spray. I listen to her....
An Autumnal Trinity: 3 Haibun
Haibun First Staff Day ’13-’14 A hot and humid auditorium. Teachers from every school seated, talking. Some near an open window, some fanning themselves. Most sweating. Like me. The newest school’s principal, a woman...
Talk 26 – Dog Day
Short Story Tolerance my friends, tolerance. People come to me to tell their sins away and to listen to mine, which are greater and more disgusting, so they feel better about themselves. But if...
Our Post-Mortem
Haibun Poetry I sit on your beige sofa across from you in your living room. Mike — your husband, my fraternity brother— prepares the VHS tape. Of your wedding. There is a moment...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part One: The Baker 29
Serial Fiction Novel The journey back was quiet. The Baker was busy thinking how he was going to reencounter his family and wife to be. From the capital of Andorra on they had a...
