Zetetic

The Oiled Whetstone

The cracking of a frozen river below ricocheted like the reports of a rifle up through the canyon, as Sous-Terrain slowly limped down the middle of the long bridge made entirely of ice. The sun had passed behind a veil of cloud, changing the surface...

I Wish …

            I remember finding out you were sick. Freshman year at college; life couldn’t get any better; we were all invincible, weren’t we? A phone call from my mom; nothing out of the ordinary. You saw on Facebook she was going to a flower show...

VRUH

A swung lay chorus of our flicker-gleamed and braided Bodies standing in each other’s holograph, and them all watching Our faces stared opposed. No one speaks. And ONE, two, three, ONE, two— At distance, just noise and see-through Adam, see-through...

The Forgotten Hours

Something is wrong but I can’t quite put my finger on it. I wait, sitting quietly on the stiff-backed chair, and watch Simon clatter around the kitchen. It’s not unusual for him to keep me guessing which misdemeanour he’s punishing me for. I’m fully...

The Search

I sought you in darkness, under the earth, where water’s fingers caressed cold stone, wore away at it, creating fissures, a plunging, aching cavern, into which the sun’s light couldn’t reach the dark birthwaters; I floated there in the cold dark, my...

Waiting for Elephants

“The elephants will come back someday.” Gramps chewed on a stick as he stared at the far horizon where the terraformers were hard at work replacing the reddish purple lumps of native vegetation with the gray-green of earthly sagebrush...

The Benediction

“Is it time now?” asked Ecru as she crouched, her hands and knees beneath her, her head pushed forward in the tall grass, watching the village between the reeds. Lying flat on his stomach, chin on the ground, aware of the village but not watching...

Cheese is for Lovers

allusion There is smoke in my nose, but no cigarette. There is a dragon in the room, hiding like an elf. I will fan his fire if he lets the maiden go. I can’t find him. All I have is cheese which I cannot eat. illusion The python wraps around...

A Stripe Called Spot

Chitchat is a mystery you’ll never unravel.  There are too many threads to sort and you always sort them wrong anyhow.  At least, that’s what people tell you.  You stand, you drink, you deadlift a smile and hold it for a three count. ...

Mama Old Mama Lady

Mama, my mama lady come and see I’ve got a new truth that I found under the rock today in the yard. It’s fairly difficult to explain so I’ll go slow oh, mama, I can’t eat now there’s too much to see …   Mama, my good old lady baby, listen while...

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