The Geecologist

The Goldfinch

The Goldfinch

Oct 12, 2019 | Fiction | 0 comments

That night, at Boris’ — lying drunk on my half of the batik-draped mattress — I tried to remember what Pippa had looked like. But the moon was so large and clear through the uncurtained window that it made me think instead of a story my mother had told me, about...
Pricksongs & Descants

Pricksongs & Descants

Mar 16, 2019 | Fiction | 0 comments

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...
Pale Fire

Pale Fire

Dec 22, 2018 | Fiction | 0 comments

Teach. Examine literary masterpieces with brilliant and charming young people. A hobby he could now freely indulge. ‘And, of course, I don’t know,’ she mumbled looking away, ‘I don’t know but perhaps if you’d have nothing against it, I might...
anyone lived in a pretty how town

anyone lived in a pretty how town

Feb 14, 2015 | Featured, Fiction, Poetry | 0 comments

anyone lived in a pretty how town (with up so floating many bells down) spring summer autumn winter he sang his didn’t he danced his did. Women and men (both little and small) cared for anyone not at all they sowed their isn’t they reaped their same sun moon stars...