Torsade Literary Space Hammersmith: Want Nothing Will Write (chapter fourteen)
Hammersmith Chapter Fourteen Want Nothing Will Write Aimee had taken her seat, facing the caboose end. Hogben, lost for choice between next to, or across from (or flight down the passage, and a leap to the platform), took a prod from the passenger behind’s umbrella. He scuttled and […]
The Folly: Romans (first Tattersby)
The Folly Tattersby Romans We thought they were not men They, beardless, most, but for their slaves Vaunted trophies keeping costumed show That in all weathers tell their vanquished homes Came by war-engine attended Came regaliaed steed, foreguard of chariot Wheeled cage of sacrificial beast Gentled by […]
Yoharie: Plumbing (part three)
Yoharie Plumbing (part three) He arrived at Zodiaque. Yes! We take walk-ins! one of its signs read. UV Regenerative Toning. Vesuvian Clay Exfoliating Rub. He was tempted to think a New Agey day spa, not…what the woman had implied. He felt conspired against, for that, and that Kate […]
My Blog Week: April 25 to May 1
All the Latest from Torsade! A Word on the Week Ain’t That Dandy? One of the little freaks of the week was the dandelion moment between the president and his wife—where on the way to […]