this corpse is full of birds
This Corpse is Full of Birds The first was a fledgling, a […]
Category: ficlets
These are tiny half-stories, vignettes born of whimsy and a wayfaring-but-trapped mindset.
an overstretched tendon; a muscle built around scar tissue
The last knuckle on the little finger of my right hand is […]
a city of derelicts, human and architectural
As I may have mentioned, I've recently moved, and am currently rocking […]
the week that was, the week that will be
I feel bereft, but I'm not sure precisely why. I find myself […]
it was something to behold
Today I saw an old man walking an old dog. The dog […]
apropos of musing
» Of The Fish Balls I said: Watch out! They're kinda plasmic! […]
no one gets out alive
Chemically speaking, a catalyst is a substance that initiates or accelerates a […]
there are consequences
I could tell you that I have amazing friends, one of whom […]
and the mome raths outgrabe
Sometime last year, my bank (in a fit of promotional madness) sent […]
the old man is snoring
Today it rained, and Melbourne forgot to wake up. I ventured out […]