The Moment Had Passed
A storm blew inside his head the night he reluctantly decided to answer another personal ad. He had promised himself that he would not respond to any more; he was…
What Is Forgotten
He tried to take her life. Not her living body life; the breath, skin and bones. He needed these intact. It was more life as she lived it. The mechanisms…
Lint
He dumped her in a suburban basement. They had driven up from the South where she had been living with him and his sister. Sleeping on a screened-in porch with…
Space To Fill
It begins out there in space with a woman sketching memories filling empty space while the gods of scratch and unfinished stories cling to recycled hope. They pause at the…
Tunnel
It was summer when I found out that I am autistic. Last summer. I was 65. I had been wondering about myself for a long time. Thinking that maybe something…
Performance
Act One A performance in a large auditorium. The silence of opening night. Here I am centre stage, lights from above in my eyes. I'm holding onto my script with…
Table Two
The woman from the time machine is here. Hair wrapped in multi-colored cloth. Light brown Maxi dress. Platform sandals. Writing on scraps of paper at table two in this urban…
The Nowhere Map
Sometimes the heart drives without glasses, squints into the sun, sings off key, songs about love and regret. Pinning hope to the dashboard its destination slips from view, the nowhere…
How to Write
February 13. Notes written in order to abolish this damn writer's block plaguing me once again. In the morning, get up. Make the bed in the style of a fancy…
The January After Turning 65
Two Weeks Before. A frozen morning. Outside, an army of bone white trees. An icy clear sky. Birds pecking at the kitchen window. He says, 'it's only a number' the…