A Little Snippet of Things to Come – 273 Days

A Little Snippet of Things to Come – 273 Days

Here’s a nice little snippet of things to come: 273 Days. Here’s to 2025.  – Miguel F. | Day 222 out of 273 Days | Her home just off the main drag in Prince George serves as a museum for me. The walls — faint egg yolk, dying sunlight, tarnished daisy...
Dreaming of Summer: a short story

Dreaming of Summer: a short story

  The frostbitten heifer with a pink peeling nose is hauled up the steps of the silver-haired farmer’s steps, clunk, clunk, clunk. The two bedroom farm house is a mirage of gold in the screaming whorl of snow eviscerating the formerly flat and stubbled...
The Opposite of Drought: a poem

The Opposite of Drought: a poem

Penultimate in her revelation, life oozes from the apex of the woman lying in the truck bed beneath stars.   Red-hot, startled, she explores the bulging buds, heavy with sap, virginal and exposed, a mirror of mother Gaia.   She runs her fingers along the...
Just Before Flight: Prose

Just Before Flight: Prose

I am enraptured by the idea of those who live forever; who seek a future between pebbles on the side of the highway, in cracks on stone paths once wandered, the space between stars in the Andromeda Galaxy. In the early twilight — horizon sagging with the light of...