The Sacred Breath of God
These days I’m always obeying the various voices in my ears.
Flash Fiction
CRIPPLING SELF DOUBT
A recipe for anxious thought
A Flame of Bones
An epic stew – modern outdoor cuisine for today’s working warlord
Get In Losers, We’re Cosplaying as Christine McVie in 1979 All Summer
I’m wearing a denim dress and big aviator sunglasses like Christine in one of the Tusk recording sessions outtake videos.
butter Flies
Flies know death. The cold carcass of the body a grand hiding place from the seasons.
19 Ways of Crossing the Street After the Old Guy In the Sedan Jerks to a Last-Minute Stop in the Vons Parking Lot Crosswalk and Motions for You to Pick Up the Pace, Can’t You See He Didn’t Want to Stop For You in the First Place, Lady?
Imagining a possible legitimate reason for his impatience
He’s Afraid of all the Happiness
He shrieks that I’m hiding fun from him because I know where he is and I won’t pretend otherwise, and groans to himself he needs to do a better job hiding—he’s so bad at it.