A Dream
In the dreamscape there were tents. Made of found wood and canvas tarps. Huge, man length snakes appeared on the sand. I wanted those scales on my body. Black and rainbow all at the same time. I wanted to… Continue Reading
urban fantasy
On Writing
When they open the fire hydrant in the summertime with a wrench and nothing more, a torrent of water spews forth. It floods the asphalt turning it the color of a swimming pool at midnight. Once the hydrant has been opened… Continue Reading
The Courtyard
Silence slunk like a black cat through the grates, inking the walls with its shadow as it went. It was early yet, too early even for the pilgrims that had arrived seeking solace and a blessing. Beyond the dim pool of a… Continue Reading