Torsade Literary Space 
Are You Haunted (part fifty-seven)
Are You Haunted (part fifty-seven) She wasn’t ready for Mr. Baker. “There you are. Good job you showed up.” “I’m not on. Someone’s waiting for me…” “Take coffee to Mr. Guy. You can do that.” She had followed Summers from the city jail, after their […]
For sport (poem)
For sport For sport, for fun, for foraging under Nouns, you might, after stacking them, like discarded packaging… Under and among, beside, to and from… Pick descriptors out, as mots justes, pumped with the most juice To rile or please you We’ve lived so long, to learn we’ve lived, […]
The Totem-Maker (part one hundred forty-four)
The Totem-Maker Chapter Thirteen The Citadel (part one hundred forty-four) “Your brother,” I said, “is named Ami?” “When we are affirmed, we take the name of a patron god.” “But Ami?” “Any of many hundred.” “You have not told me yours.” “Neither have […]
Sequence of Events (part ten)
Sequence of Events Chapter Two Mud in Your Eye ii. Following her down Mrs. Chamberlain’s stairs, had come a voice. “Why don’t you forget this place and take a walk with me? It’s a public street.” The echo of his shoes died, […]
Sequence of Events (part nine)
Sequence of Events Chapter Two Mud in Your Eye “Another pearly gater, per the Herald.” She was not a secretary, because Harvey worked only three months of the year. He called Luberta his factotum, and would now and then lower her […]
The Totem-Maker (part one hundred forty-three)
The Totem-Maker Chapter Thirteen The Citadel (part one hundred forty-three) Morning arrived, and Castor with the ponies, parting a heavy mist that veiled Torin’s lane. From discontented sleep I had risen before the household…and gained none of the hour of peace and privacy […]
The Totem-Maker (part one hundred forty-two)
The Totem-Maker Chapter Thirteen The Citadel (part one hundred forty-two) My purpose in these accounts is to teach of my journey to a modest wisdom—which I allow to be revered (for the poor of the land have only the wise to spare them […]
Sequence of Events (part eight)
Sequence of Events Chapter Two Mud in Your Eye i. Luberta Bragg was going out as a woman. The netted chignon was affixed to the headpiece; the headpiece was an evening cap like a wedge of orange…or lemon, she ought to […]
Sequence of Events (part seven)
Sequence of Events Chapter One A Personal Choice Stanley left his bed, found the glass of the window dewed over, a loneliness about the bungalow’s situation, with no outdoor view and surprisingly few noises…a bark, a motor, a footfall… He felt […]
Sequence of Events (part six)
Sequence of Events Chapter One A Personal Choice vi. Today the waves were dangerously high And I chained from the path Climbed until I saw the summit’s bleak shape Echoed in a pillar of cloud My view obscured Stayed here by […]