Fiction, and other made-up stories
Happy to say that I’ve placed in Grain Literary Magazine’s Short Grain Contest. For me, this is a huge honour. Grain is a legendary magazine in my mind. The story is called Titan Arum. The name refers to something called the corpse flower. By all means, consider buying the issue or subscribing to Grain to […]
I was a healthy baby. No issues there. It’s when I grew older that I felt a corruption sinking into me. The need for money. For safety and security, to the exclusion of other people. I’ve tamped much of that. I try to help as much as I can. I work in a field committed […]
It’d be easy to kill him. You just wipe him away, and there he goes. Erase him, and call him something else. Give him a new voice. I’ve thought about doing that. Who am I, anyway? Writing, writing, writing, as though I’m good at it. Like I have a place in the world. I’ll tell […]
Sitting in the sunshine, listening to David Gilmour play a Kate Bush song. A dragonfly buzzes by. Hi, dragonfly. How are you? Leave me alone, I’m searching for a mate. I’m sorry, I didn’t know. You can use my lawn for breeding purposes, if you wish. I’m pretty sure some rabbits procreated on my grass. […]
It’s Fun Wordle is fun. Sex is fun. ‘nuff said. You Feel Compelled to Do It Every Day… …but this doesn’t mean that you have to. You want to have a go every single day, and there’s clearly opportunity for a fresh attempt, but there is only so much time, and you only have so […]
“I can take you at this counter,” says a woman to my wife. “We’re together,” I tell her. I take a credit card out of my phone case and wait to wave it over a handset as a cashier who looks like she’s a high school kid folds clothes and puts them in […]
Wake up. There’s shit in my shoes. A diaper in my cereal. But there’s also coffee in my mug, and then it’s in my gut, and after that I don’t care where it goes, as long as it gets its job done, the job it needs to do on my brain, in this age of […]
I woke up this morning, and I couldn’t get out of bed. It was so cold. We don’t keep the house overly warm. It’s expensive and inefficient. My toes were cold. I hate having them under the covers, I suppose that’s the main reason. My office is crazy. It overlooks a food forest, a garden […]
East Meets West Picture this. A musty basement, carpeted, coloured light sconces, leather barstools around a padded bar, bottles sitting on glass shelves. Furnace room off the bottom of the stairs, and a television against the far wall. Two small windows, barely big enough for you to crawl out of. Enter Bollywood, […]
