Simple Differences
A bulk of fur and flesh heaved slowly with labored breathing on table. Above slowly swung a light fixture, bumped rudely during the depositing of the body…
Stomach a Joyful Noise
Rudely interrupting a delightful cup of Oolong tea Miriam’s cell phone whirred to life. She refused to ever have the ringer on, considering it a sacriligious…
Interruptions to Marital Bliss
In the quiet afterglow of a crisis averted and a good breakfast, Miriam and Roy lounged in the den. Light filtered through the orange and yellow curtains…
Bricolage
Roy came in from the yard, brushing crumbs of earth off his clothes. He poured himself coffee, pulled out a chair and slumped wearily. Tapping the chequered…
Machine Mythos
“Grandpa! Grandpa!” I heard my name and before I could even get up from my chair, my grandson, Roy, had flung open the door and burst into the room. He…
The People of the Machine
It was difficult to remember that world, like my mind wanted me to keep silent. Perhaps the memories were imbedded deep inside. My grandson looked at me…
In Service to the Machine
I rocked back and forth in my chair and shared what I remembered. “The machine was beautiful and frightening. It had tunnels like veins, that led to chambers…
Bee Eff Eff
Roy met me at the door to his apartment and let me in with shaking hands. Three bodies overlapped on his kitchen floor. He slammed the door behind me and words…