The Geecologist

The One Who Waits

The One Who Waits

Oct 6, 2018 | Fiction, Short Stories | 0 comments

I live in a well. I live like smoke in the well. Like vapor in a stone throat. I don’t move. I don’t do anything but wait. Overhead I see the cold stars of night and morning, and I see the sun. And sometimes I sing old songs of this world when it was young. How can I...
Auto Da Fé

Auto Da Fé

Aug 5, 2009 | Fiction | 0 comments

As he was passing by the cathedral, warm, uncanny sounds reached his ears. He would have sung in the same key, had his voice, like his mood, been at his command. Suddenly a spot of dirt fell on him. Curious and startled, he looked up at the buttresses. Pigeons preened...