Llewellyn at Home: Sixth Battle Stations

    The Folly Battle Stations     Llewellyn at Home   Colonel Llewellyn keeps visitors to Chequerstone, his private home In refrigeration, in an odd three-cornered chamber, the host in surmise… (today, however, he is guest, and arguably self-invited) But, for troubling a busy man, thus to take what he gets— He has time. […]

The Impresario (part eighteen)

  The Impresario Part Eighteen   The vintner’s house still darkened By a shade. And it, avenged or no—he sees it now —will never loose its hold A girl knocks begging for a room and offers gold He has not spoken even to his servant For many days Yet seeing a daughter in her guileless […]

I Will Inform You (poem)

    I Will Inform You   Cyclopean supercilious tree It is not the ecstasy of claws embedded In your bark that will tempt me To my ruin (thinks Mr. Boots) It is the getting down   I, having not until this day (for the cat must follow fortune) Passed where unaccountably a change In […]

My Blog Week: November 24 to November 30

All the Latest from Torsade!                             A Word on the Week   Nostalgia Can’t Save Us         This week, Conan the hero dog got to meet the president. To judge from video of the ceremony, Conan’s personal concern was […]

Mr. Prosecutor (poem)

    Mr. Prosecutor   The witness/killer weeps He is surprised…bushwhacked by a tactic “Mother doesn’t care.” Mother, he tells the doctor, is just outside in her rose garden Often since Papa died I find her staring at the fountain He calls to her from the patio, apologizes, she has gone upstairs “She’s having one […]

The Totem-Maker: Use for Use (part one)

The Totem-Maker Chapter Six Use for Use (part one)           The gods that ruled this country, and this strange prison of the tollhouse, said nothing to me. They sent snow, and I could hardly guess whether it were a gift of beauty, or a slow, suffocating torture. It was beauty to […]

Frédéric Boutet: The Garden of the Pirate (part one)

Frédéric Boutet The Garden of the Pirate (part one)                                 The unknown visitor seated himself on the chair indicated by M. Duvaudois. “Monsieur,” he said, “you will forgive my insisting on being received in this way, presenting myself without telling […]

Spread Your Arms (poem)

    Spread Your Arms   You’ll go out on a monitor Hiccupping with your backbone wishing for a final arch. Your chest cavity slumbers uninspired Ten nervous snacks swallowed in the last hour Your global gut draws its own gravity “What goes on?” a staffer asks The feeling is bubbly like root beer The […]

The Impresario (part seventeen)

    The Impresario Part Seventeen   “How long ago,” the seer begins “Though not so many days have passed And yet, how long ago it seems…” The Dauphin interrupts. “Vraiment! For a great, tedious time, Pierre, you have been talking. See, Tortu has gone to sleep!” “My old master, him I’d told you of […]

The Hold (conclusion)

Short Story The Hold (conclusion)                         His wife had said something that morning, going out the door. A nuisance, a little hackle raising… One of her near-arguments, that he never could win because she’d be in the car, backing. Could you pound on a […]