Short Fiction and Poetry

Down from the sky, wings chop and cut and drop to where the dead things lie among the scattered plumes. [...]

oftentimes when we walk Ravenswood through pine and oak and past the boulder fields, towards where the Hermit of Gloucester’s cabin [...]

Not just a billion. Not even a trillion. But twenty thousand trillion here on Earth. Two and a half million for each one of us. [...]

Former Calulu Post Office it says, High Ceilings. Lots of Shedding conjures a wry verb. [...]

1. In every tree, fairies are living. They giggle with the woodbugs and pour teeny tiny cups of tea while they listen to the wind. [...]

It shouldn’t be so hard at this time of night, when the bars are starting to close, I passed on a violet and gave up on a lily, [...]

Be careful where you wander within deep woods and dark hollows when secrets could be waiting. [...]

We still only have a handful of earth filling palms best left unread because the ending ruined long before we were ever born,[...]

The sexual and the spiritual intermingle. Tonight was I betrayed [...]

It was a beautiful seventeenth century farmhouse in a picture postcard English village, the family home of Liz who would drop me off [...]

Between forkfuls of fresh catfish, Ted shares how his dentist built up his jaw with ground cadaver bones [...]

the castle brims with ghosts and nightmares shut behind cobbled stone a white shot against shadows hands outstretched for directions [...]

Clinging to antediluvian violet granite at the foot of the Terry Fox memorial in Thunder Bay a magnificent hand-sized moth [...]

Do you know when it is the middle of dusk and you are in the centre of a liminal time? People don’t talk about the middle of dusk [...]

Aroused from my sleep by a distant peal a solemn, singular measure and catch a glimpse through the curtain lace of the woman I prize [...]

Nightfall is rapidly Approaching fast Encroaching on the Faltering daylight; On the pathway to Castle Dracula in The very heart [...]

I gave you my reflection And became invisible Like a phantom, called upon the night [...]

Did it ever get so bad, that your wife said please stop talking? [...]

The hours slap-chugging a microbial path At a bacterial pace Across the shrugging ocean’s skin Has reduced many to choking eels, [...]

Why did he have to go to Japan? That May. It was too far for an impulse trip. Even old people book tickets [...]