Smuggler’s Notch 2012 Travelogue, Part I
Haibun Poetry Aquatic Massage Hot water jets pummel my back. Steam rises off the water into the cool air. Madonna and Sterling tower above the Mountain View condos bordering the Courtside Pool. The...
Image Curve Blog
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part Three – The Butcher 12
Serial Novel He dreamt. He stood on the edge of the sea, waves crushing against his ankles. The sand under his feet shifted away and he slowly sank. His body sank into the...
Rodney, Everyone Else, and Paul
Short Story I had just shifted into third gear when a red goblin walked in front of my car. I should have expected it or have been more careful, goblins are known for...
Animal Dilemmas – Jerboa Coyote
Short Story The Coyote did not have a plan. It had been fed in captivity for so long that thinking ahead for itself was completely eliminated from its mind. When it ran out from...
Arise, I Say….. (For a New Day Is Here)
Poem Speaking into my heart Awakening its every sensation When you weakened it, it fell flat Niagara waters fell with less translation. Arise I say, my weaken soul for a new life becomes...
Beauty of Men
Poem There is a beauty of men Who sit with words Robust in their delusions Simpletons of form and grace Erasing all illusions A man who’s heart is beating Still, endearing language with...
The Lady on the Floor
Poem It happened suddenly like a painful unpredictable sunshine in your eyes the sight of the body with uncovered arms and breathless mouth she was lying still on the concrete an immense beauty...
Indian Adventure
Short Fiction ‘Off, off, off!’ Liz shrunk against whomever was behind her to let the bus conductor pass. She’d learned the hard way that he never changed in size. He never ducked to avoid...
Pre-Smuggs Insomnia
Haibun Poetry It’s a quarter to one in the morning. Cricket songs, and the ever-present drone of Thruway traffic, pass through our open bedroom windows. We’ll be on our way to Smuggler’s Notch...
My Experience with the Human Gaze in India – Part Two
Short Story *Excerpt from travels in India, December 2011.* The human gaze, no matter if it is good, bad or indifferent, can be intense and enigmatic if we don’t know what is behind that...
