The Geecologist

Flesh

Flesh

Dec 6, 2025 | Fiction | 0 comments

He and Ödon wait in the cold wood. It’s a winter afternoon and under the trees it’s already quite dark as they stand next to the car smoking cigarettes. “Who’re we waiting for?” István asks. “Just some guys,” Ödön says. “Are we in Croatia?” István asks, a minute...
Our Strangers

Our Strangers

Mar 29, 2025 | Fiction, Short Stories | 0 comments

I’m on the train, traveling alone, with two seats to myself. I have to use the restroom. Without thinking about it carefully, I ask a couple across the aisle if they would please watch my things for me for a moment. Then I take a closer look at them and have second...
Congratulations, By The Way

Congratulations, By The Way

May 15, 2021 | Essays, Non-Fiction | 0 comments

Down through the ages, a traditional form has evolved for this type of speech, which is: Some old fart, his best years behind him, who, over the course of his life, has made a series of dreadful mistakes (that would be me), gives heartfelt advice to a group of...
Nutshell

Nutshell

Aug 1, 2020 | Fiction | 0 comments

But lately, as I track my mother’s shifting relation to her crime, I’ve remembered rumours of a new dispensation in the matter of blue and pink. Be careful what you wish for. Here’s a new politics in university life. This digression may seem unimportant, but I intend...
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...