Good
Her soul, her psyche, her intuition screamed out against her very strong mind against the very thinness of ‘good.’ Her soul, her psyche, her intuition were parts of her that knew something was missing: being bad.
Category: Short Fiction
Cnaejna
See the steeple, pierced deep and dimpled down between the
Steel and glass scrapers of the sky?
Take my hand and feel the ice cold sorrow of what life is,
I’ll allow you to think you can save me.
I See In All
I regret none of my interactions with those of whom I have shared the gloom of tombs, dark empty spaces, sounds of voices from beyond the grave and the sudden awareness of being two in the room.
Dance for Me
I’m left here to contemplate the deathlessness of this place because centuries from now, I’ll read about it.
I Forgot Everything
We were told to die rather than get captured and they said it with all the sincerity of a man with a gun to his head.
An Escape
My wife’s lack of vocabulary was paralyzing me. No bread. No wine. No heady aromas. No clench within my chest when humbled by her practicality or attempts at empathy ever occurred.
We Lose and We Win
I was coming down off a serious high, and the police brought me into the drunk tank. It was a busy night and my howling while being raped by a female gorilla (yes, women rape other women) didn’t bring anyone to my rescue. Bruised and bloody in the morning and feeling sick the authorities discovered I was underage and with an abject apology tucked me into an upper scale dry-out clinic.
What Matters?
What matters? The stone or the throw?
Her Need
The gritty anger that surrounded him revealed its truth; she didn’t want to keep him, wasn’t interested in his ability to provide for her and was sure that she had used him.
When Your Step Mother is Right
Okay, listen, let’s get one thing straight before we go on. I loved my father. He loved me. I couldn’t help his natural appetites. My step-mother was there, yes but if he would have said ‘hey, I’m tired tonight I’ll see you in the morning,’ he may have lived longer. I suppose he died of what we all die of; free will.