The Godfather by Mario Puzo 8 min @ The Tampered Press, TO The center will not hold and things will fall apart. You told me that would happen but I didn’t care. I wanted what I wanted and what I wanted was you. I didn’t care how much of it Read more…
Birds of Jamaica by Frank Bernal 8 min @ Noir Coffee & Tea, TO Kate and Robin hadn’t said a complete sentence to each other since 1995. Quite a feat in their garrulous and extended Irish family. Kate facilitated the arrangement by constantly being on assignment with Doctors Without Borders Read more…
Pop.1280 by Jim Thompson 8 min @ my desk I knew from the first time I saw that boy with his sister he was wicked. She was axin’ him to get inside and fetch water for the bird on account of it flying into the window. He stuck his lip Read more…
Sutton by J.R Moehringer 8 min @ my desk When I was little I could talk to fairies and other spirits. And then they shunned me. It wasn’t my fault. I tried to tell them I didn’t even ask for the book. It was my sixth birthday and Aunt Sylvia turned Read more…
The First 90 Days by Michael Watkins 8 min @ my desk, Toronto, ON He is doing it again. And he is getting away with it, again. Just because he has that big rich voice equal parts molasses and honey, people lap up whatever he says. I hate these faculty/student evenings Read more…
Lincoln by Gore Vidal 8min @ LaGuardia Airport, November 2 2012 It is a hard name to live with. It is hard to be the man at fourteen. So much resting on such slight shoulders. He was waiting for his growth spurt. His father had been a tall man – Read more…
The White Witch of Rosehall by H.G. de LIsser 8 min Oct. 29/12 in Aunty’s kitchen, Jamaica Queens Dangerous beauty was a drug he couldn’t resist. True he’d had a lot of wives and mistresses, even a few mistresses who were other people’s wives. But she was different. He knew Read more…
Just Kids by Patti Smith 8 min in Central Park, NYC Shut up, shut up, shut up. Shut. Up. Too late, I can see the hurt before I’ve even shut my mouth. Even though your eyes are unflinching, it’s like looking at a fresh wound as life oozes out. I Read more…