STORIES

stories

DEPARTURE
better now, before we’re weak with hunger

6:04
the slow, steady sensation of pressure, of one being submerged, not in water, but in something thicker, deeper

SOME HEMINGWAY
but I know what you’re not…you’re not a father…you’re not a man

A BUTTERFLY FLAP ITS WINGS IN HONG KONG
do you know why hurricanes come ashore…no, why…they come here to die

TRIALS FOR BOETHIUS
do not tell me when I am listening and when I am not

SCHRÖDINGER’S CAT
we ceased to be the same person and headed off on our different roads

REIGN OF BASTARD GODS
all they could really see was the long pool of blood

THINGS
beneath her chin, there is a smudged fingerprint

RAINCHASER
it was, perhaps, better unasked

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  1. January 7th, 2013
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  3. December 30th, 2013

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