Short Fiction and Poetry

The cake was purchased from Gladwell’s Bakery on Queen’s Street. The shop had a pastel pink front door and a window display adorned with strawberry-filled pastries[...]

The radio mutters in the corner, half-songs, broken sermons, voices slipping through static like ghosts rehearsing for an audience. [...]

This is the elegy I sculpt into cursive with the connective tissue strung between our bodies like a thread and two tin cans [...]

In a dimly lit room, the lute player twists the strings at the head of his instrument. Six more people are seated around him at the dinner table. [...]

I remember how every day was an adventure.  We, the heroes, sharing segments of tangerine   and secrets in a made-up language. [...]

The lady at the door asked if I believed in God, I told her honestly, I’m only searching for a breather, [...]

The heavy door into the house will open again, soon enough. They are going to need to refill the trough for us. [...]

The Viet Cong had surrounded the last few remaining soldiers. It was up to him to get them out. The heat of the Vietnam jungle seeped into his open pores. [...]

I decided on precautions. Stop speaking to anyone you knew in the suburbs. Smother an awful language with another awful language. Baby photos in the landfill. [...]

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