What Might Be; What Is

What Might Be; What Is

  I see things. Out of the corners of my eyes. Bears in the woods. Snakes in the grass. Spiders in my bed. Warnings. They aren’t really there. But, they might be. And that’s the point. Better to see what isn’t there than miss what is. The dead watch us. They are out...
Short Fiction – Nahual

Short Fiction – Nahual

  But ask now the beasts, and they shall teach thee; and the fowls of the air, and they shall tell thee.     Job 12-7  Tictetzoa in chalchihuitl, ticoaoazoa in quetaxlliYou have scratched the jade, you have torn apart the quetzal feather.     Aztec metaphor, Thelma D....
Short Fiction – Intestinal Fortitude

Short Fiction – Intestinal Fortitude

 A woman in a black and white minidress and black spiked heels walked up to the podium. The crowd grew silent. “What we as a country have lost is our intestinal fortitude. I’m entering this race for the Presidency of these United States to Return America To Sanity...
Short Fiction – Three Weeks In Mexico

Short Fiction – Three Weeks In Mexico

 Everyone said that Paul was born under a lucky star. The sun followed him wherever he went. There was seldom a dark cloud. He was loved. His friends were strong and his enemies weak. He’d seen death. Some friends. Some family. It shook him but it didn’t stop him from...
Short Fiction – Mendocino Wind

Short Fiction – Mendocino Wind

 The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the sound thereof, but canst not tell whence it cometh, and whither it goeth: so is every one that is born of the Spirit.   John 3:8 Born of the wind, wisdom speaks in whispers, howls, whistles, roars, bellows,...