COL AND CASE

KC was seven years old when he first realized that all grownups are a little broken inside. He was seven, and scared, andĀ in the sewage-shit-stink of his then-flooded basement, with a couple of garbage bags hauled over his legs and duct-taped for the journey as his seventeen-year-oldĀ brother Colin stood at the basement door, peering down into the muddy black and cheering him on in his … Continue reading COL AND CASE

AGORA

His days followed a pattern crafted specifically around his highest priority in life: avoiding the presence of other people. Only went outside at asscrack-of-dawn o’clock, and only then for just long enough to put out the trash or bring in the paper. Invested in a grocery delivery service, and instructed them to leave his bags at the doorstep. Successfully convinced his boss that he could … Continue reading AGORA

THE WORD NERD

So here’s a kid–eleven and going on precocious, glasses on his nose so thick coke bottles wouldn’t even do them justice, a dusty old Dostoyevsky in his hands as he sits in a comfy library chair and downloads the text to his brain. But let’s get you acquainted. For starters, kid can read. Routinely fells the sort of dense history book you’d need a machete … Continue reading THE WORD NERD

HONEY DRIPS

Milky nebulae glitter past in their swooping hues, the spirals first this way, then that as the thickly booted feet tip and sway, and yes even angle themselves slightly toward the sun. The stars shine down their light in spots and waves, the eyes’ retinae scanning and attaching themselves to targets and responding deftly to stimuli. The body the eyes are attached to is living … Continue reading HONEY DRIPS