Pricksongs & Descants

Pricksongs & Descants

so bless me I’m ruminatin on the old times when virtue was its own so-called reward and acquired a well-bejeweled stud in the bargain propped up there in the stale limp sheets once the scene of so much blood and beauty like I say propped up and dyin away there in my...
Amaryllis Night and Day

Amaryllis Night and Day

Amaryllis seemed preoccupied. ‘See you in my dreams,’ I said. That got a smile, then she drank about half her whisky and began to cry into the rest of it. ‘What is it?’ I said. ‘What’s the matter?’ She wiped her eyes, blew her...
The Power

The Power

‘They have powers that men are not meant to know. From where does this power come? We all know the answer. The Lord told us where these powers come from. We all know.’
There is a silence in the room.