Torsade Literary Space Push (poem)
Push Fashioned as a closet with a window and shelves in the lower third unmounted A superman-booth made for withdrawing A nook with a desk and chair arrangement for the filling out of questionnaires unsuspected occupation for retired clerics A keyhole in the wall for peering The vista peered upon a garden […]
The Mirrors (part thirteen)
The Mirrors (part thirteen) She faced him and looked into his eyes. To say, “William, I saw him,” would lead to wrong, she was sure. He would fling himself back to the mirrored room. He suddenly put his arms around her. […]
Yoharie: Because Society (part four)
Yoharie Because Society (part four) “Nice when you don’t have to punch the clock.” He rummaged the tote he’d taken, which was Cathlyn’s, logoed NCBHS over a tree half-leaved…behavioral affliction in allegory. Cathlyn had packed them her spotting scope and tripod, her guidebooks; and, in her completist way, […]
My Blog Week: August 2 to August 8
All the Latest from Torsade! A Word on the Week Facing the Facts It has always been racist for the news media to treat the whitest part of the United States as though it were only […]
Excerpt: A Figure from the Common Lot (Peas in a Pod two)
A Figure from the Common Lot Chapter Three Peas in a Pod (part five) “Fish! I have other jobs to do. I don’t mind helping you, but you got to get your worthless shit stowed!” He looked fiercely at Lawrence. “Mrs. Purfoy done rent Tinker’s room. I don’t […]
Excerpt: A Figure from the Common Lot (Gone Before)
A Figure from the Common Lot Gone Before Verbena tucked her wiping rag into her apron band and slipped along the cupboard, her skirts brushing Honoré as he knelt at Ebrach’s trunk. She went to her husband’s chair, taking only his fingertips in hers. “Richard! I put away […]
Shine! (part three)
Mathilde Alanic Shine! (part three) All the rancor and indignation of a child turned itself towards her guilty father. From the depths of clouded memory she saw again his height and strength, as he lifted her playfully to his shoulder. She heard the […]
Eight: Self-Control (poetry series)
Self-Control We enter the scene at an awkward moment pending the interview where the two where alive to tell the other’s fate he shuffles a windowed passage talking over under breath, his listening mind hears sound of words his warning mind the rendering of account the relations come the mythic ancient in […]
The Mirrors (part twelve)
The Mirrors (part twelve) “The plain truth. It’s never been your fault or mine. No one ought to think less of us… You and I have done all we can.” Veronica stood, moved behind Carolee’s chair, and rested a hand on […]
The Totem-Maker: Crafter Becomes Maker (part four)
The Totem-Maker Chapter Eight Crafter Becomes Maker (part four) “Lord Ei. The Peddler is known to you.” Lord Ei sat stony; I, dutifully at his feet, but laying my argument as an equal…and he had not ventured to his garden expecting to be interviewed, only to see me with his […]