The Geecologist

In The Heart of the Heart of the Country

In The Heart of the Heart of the Country

Feb 20, 2021 | Featured, Fiction | 0 comments

Mrs Mean My house has porches fore and aft and holds a corner. I spy with care and patience on my neighbors but I seldom speak. They watch me too, of course, and so I count our evils even, though I guard my conscience with a claim to scientific coldness they cannot...
My Death

My Death

Jun 1, 2019 | Lyrics | 0 comments

My death waits like a maid at night, At the swinging of the scythe, To gather up the time that passes. My death waits just like a princess At the funeral of my youthfulness, To remind me that time passes. My death waits like Maleficent, On the day that we wed, To...
Delta of Venus

Delta of Venus

Dec 8, 2018 | Fiction, Short Stories | 0 comments

Dear Collector: We hate you. Sex loses all its power and magic when it becomes explicit, mechanical, overdone, when it becomes a mechanistic obsession. It becomes a bore. You have taught us more than anyone I know how wrong it is not to mix it with emotion, hunger,...
I, Too

I, Too

Oct 27, 2018 | Fiction, Poetry | 0 comments

I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh, And eat well, And grow strong. Tomorrow, I’ll be at the table When company comes. Nobody’ll dare Say to me, “Eat in the kitchen,” Then. Besides, They’ll...
The History of Mr Polly

The History of Mr Polly

Feb 8, 2010 | Fiction | 0 comments

The essential thing of those fifteen long years of shopkeeping is Mr Polly, well athwart the counter of his rather ill-lit shop, lost in a book, or rousing himself with a sigh to attend to business. And meanwhile he got little exercise; indigestion grew with him until...