Want to come along for this existential road trip of mine? — It started with a whisper. I didn’t really tell many people about it. Sure, I linked to it on Twitter when I wrote the introductory post, but it died on the vine a little thereafter (not helped since Twitter hates links of all kinds these days). Yes, I started a…

Or — just that little thing known as an Index. — If you’re looking for the wonders of other worlds and the hope of distant realities… then you might want to take a stroll over to my Fiction page where you can find everything from daring speculative fiction to chunks of microfiction for the people who love stories but don’t have a lot of time. …

Poetic Prose Knots #1 — Your words bleed through with your love for her. I can feel the pain, the uncertainty, the truth that she was yours and you were hers in the secrets between moments. Beautiful unbecomings, I suppose, in the way of love lighting up like a beacon in the night. I saw…

A Poem — i know you never left her, not really, and i’m sorry i couldn’t be what you wanted most. “i’m sorry” — that’s too sad, isn’t it, when it can’t erase what i did to you at all. you can lie about who you are — i don’t care anymore —…

Just Friends Fairy Tales — #1 — Ophelia awoke in the clouds. It was bright up here, so close that she felt almost as if she could touch the sun with her fingertips. If she had been back in her bed, she would have thought she had reached the realm of the angels — those faraway places…

A Poem — they say the world will end in fire — but i never believed that for one moment even as ice cradled my senses and made me weak till i couldn’t see up from down or back again. and i knew you through the glass, as sweet as something from a dream, until…

100 Lyrics into Stories — No28 — “I’m going to say this once,” she said as they sat in a coffee shop together for the first time. He glanced at her, his eyes wary. “What is it?” “I thought you did forget,” she whispered. “I mean, who wouldn’t? And — and I want to say I’m sorry…

100 Lyrics into Stories — No27 — For a long time, they said he was mad — thinking he heard and saw a girl every time he fell into the drug trips. But something wasn’t right. Something about her wasn’t right. He wanted to know what lay on the other side of the glass as if she…

100 Lyrics into Stories — No26 — “What do you want to know?” he asked, his fingertips trailing across her hand as lightly as a butterfly’s wings against the petals of a flower. “Ask, and I’ll tell you. There are so many things I want to talk to you about.” She looked at him with nervous eyes. …