The Geecologist

And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief As Photos

And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief As Photos

Mar 1, 2025 | Fiction

I was in that state between waking and sleeping. From there you can wander towards either of the two. You can go away in a dream or you can open your eyes, be aware of your body, the room, the crows cawing in the snow outside the window. What distinguishes this state...
JR

JR

Jan 25, 2025 | Fiction | 0 comments

“The camera snapped and joined the others, swinging to their stride as they passed in beneath the sill and out of the view of Mister Gibbs, molested from behind by words, — Energy may be changed but not destroyed . . . From a basement door Mister Leroy rose into...
Go, Went, Gone

Go, Went, Gone

Jan 4, 2025 | Fiction | 0 comments

So listen, the owl says now: The more highly developed a society is, the more its written laws come to replace common sense. In Germany, I estimate that only two-thirds of our laws are still anchored in the emotional lives of the people, as it were. The other third...
Orbital

Orbital

Dec 21, 2024 | Fiction, Geekery | 0 comments

We have all been travelling, the crew thinks, travelling for years with barely a moment of settling; all of us living out of bags and borrowed places, hotels, space centres and training facilities, sleeping on friends’ sofas in midway cities between one training...
Feelings

Feelings

Dec 14, 2024 | Fiction, Poetry | 0 comments

There must be a wound!No one can be this hurtand not bleed. How could she injure me so?No marksNo bruises Worse!People say ‘My, you’re looking well’…..God help me!She’s mummified me -ALIVE! And now you could read... Pale Fire Why Do We Live?...
The Sea

The Sea

Dec 7, 2024 | Fiction | 0 comments

As I was heaving myself over in a tangle of sheets—I have never been able to cope with bedclothes—I caught a whiff of my own warm cheesy smell. Before Anna’s illness I had held my physical self in no more than fond disgust, as most people do—hold theirselves, I mean,...