Traces reflected

Traces reflected Traces of chalk left on the blackboard After you wipe the wet towel across it Words reduced to a scattering of Broken white lines, curves, dashes A new alphabet for a new language Another wipe obliterates the Nascence of a whole literature Deprives countless struggling writers The source of their anguish. Without a... Continue Reading →

Sweets and the Governor

Sweets and the Governor he was not about to give into the hectoring glances that the people threw his way whenever he went those days uncounted out of mind for that is just what they wanted him to think so he set his mind on distracting memories of lone neglected flights from the Coast to... Continue Reading →

Felony Mug Shot

Felony Mug Shot She greets the lens with eyes frank Lips tile hard and indecipherable Hair tousled as if the wind screaming Off the Sound twisted and well You know Or is it a wig Sun-bleached Stiffened with The Gulf’s toxic Salty murk She says She’s 42 The Sheriff is charging her with larceny She... Continue Reading →

Gulf Pines

Here is Gulf Pines, an e-chapbook we published earlier this year. You can download it to any e-book or pdf reader. It’s free.

Notes on a Play (2057)

(This is taken from a typescript draft of an idea for a history of the future.) Notes on a Play by Connie M. The year was 2057 and I was forty. It was a time when a Fear swept through the cybersphere. Fear of what? Doesn’t matter. It was just raw fear, a gut-ripping, pointless... Continue Reading →

Dorothea Perrine, Part 2

Dorothea Perrine, Part 2 We’re at Fran’s going over the some videos for our project. It’s late, still, and steamy. The window AC has shorted out, so we make do with a box fan with bowls of ice in front. I’m still optimistic about the our film, Life on Assumption Street, but Fran? Her feelings... Continue Reading →

The 2057 Maracock Festival

maracock, n. The fruit of any of certain American passion flowers, especially the may-pop, (Passiflora incarnata). Welcome! Camp Harmony Achilles Turpentine Refinery and Monte’s World of Salvage Outlet present 12th Annual Mirabeau County Maracock Festival Like Nothing You’ve Ever Seen! Discover the amazing uses of wild maypop! It’s easy and fun. You can fry fresh... Continue Reading →

Dorothea Perrine, Part 1

Dorothea Perrine, Part 1 Dorrie Binderpunch is what they called Dorethea behind her back at the County Tax Assessor’s Office where she nursed the property flats and the filing ledgers in a dank back room. She didn’t mind the teasing all that much. What was the harm in it? This snarky mistreatment by her co-workers... Continue Reading →

Two twists of fate

    Two places about as disparate as you could imagine somewhere in the vast coastal regions of the Gulf of Mexico and the Golfe du Lion can you tell which is which? Electric oven risen on a wire spool. Martin house gourds stunned in the sun. Yard assemblages in Mirabeau County are unexpurgated irruptions... Continue Reading →

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