I've Lost Count of the Homes That I Have Lost
I've lost count of the homes that I have lost. One time too many I've been driven out. On futile search my substance to exhaust, In barren soil to sow my crop of doubt. I am no longer young. My years have worn Onto the age I ought to put down...
Portrait of a Lonely Wolf
For every day, somebody else has left. For every day, another empty house. For every day is closer to the day When he will be the only one still here. The only one to never find a way To any other place. His road goes but In circles. And he...
Waymaker
_"Thank you, my friend, for coming."_ _"He is safe? He found his way to you without being hurt?"_ _"He is unhurt. It is a dangerous world to walk in but he came to no harm."_ _"Good. He's already known too much suffering."_ _"What is 'too much?'...
As Many Locks and Keys as You'll Allow
Murdoch had to be losing his mind. Mr. Jim Sterling, respectable, educated professional, pillar of the community, took an experimental sip of the neat whiskey he’d been served—couldn’t expect them to have heard of things like cocktails here,...
Through the Cracks - The Mouse Was the Only Proof the Field Existed
Perhaps it's in a theatre. Perhaps you click play on some video platform or streaming service. Perhaps it just began playing, on a screen that was supposed to be switched off. Wherever and however you watch it, it begins and The Title Says: Through...
Epitaph Annus Horibillis
Here lies two thousand twenty four: In ways, the worst year yet we've seen. And now here comes, again, once more, The worst humanity can dream. But I am here. And you are here. And that makes we, Miraculously. And they may kill me yet,...
Epigram
There is no need to balance every joy with every sorrow. If paradise is waiting it can wait until tomorrow.
At First Belonging
“You can handle weird stuff, right?” There wasn’t much more in this one room apartment than a bed, and a couch, and the object tonight’s client had just handed him. No posters on the walls. No lived-in mess. No plants on the windowsill, probably...
If You Are Reading These They May Be About You
Husbands beside me Breathe loud in the darkness Just before sunrise. I ought to sleep more, But all my dreams were passion And I am too roused. All my dreams have turned To smoldering near-erections And poems half-remembered. Poems to...
Ragnarok - Prologue
"Amidst the journey of our life I awoke in a dark wood" - Dante Alighieri, _Divine_ _Comedy_ "In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade And he carries the reminder of every glove that laid him down Or cut him till he...
Part IX - As I Would Save a Stranger in the Street
All the ride home, Leo had been idly running his thumb, in small circles, over the tiny padlock on his chest. Will and Sam had laid in eachother's arms, apparently very satisfied with an afternoon's work. Leo sat on the floor, cross-legged, since he'd...
The Lone And Level Sands Stretch Far Away
Even while we were starting reentry, I didn't think ey'd go through with it. I thought I was the romantic. But ey did, and just like in all the ancient spirit-tale romances, here we are, on a previously uncharted world as our first act together...