The Waste (XIII)

Abigail guessed at the sailors place on the water relative to the docks, and marked several jettys as potential return-homes for the fisherman who had opened the door, ever so slightly, to her pursuit of seafaring knowledge. She knew that there was a possibility that she had imagined the young man’s smile, but Abigail was […]

Fifteen Breaths

Mirror plaque Golden tracks Steak no good send it back   Neon signs Hair so fine Dance to excess wine and dine   Shining shell Taco bell Believe in heaven live in hell.   Attention whore Convenience store Gluttony on a laminate floor   Wit mistook Have the look Worry not shun the book   […]

The Waste (XII)

Five years passed after the fish falsification fiasco, during which several interesting developments occurred. The first of note, is that Furous found the trajectory of his career choice as a fisherman redirected, and after the incident, his role was led to that of repairman. He found himself abruptly under the tutelage of a rope maker.  […]

On to the next station

It has been quite some time since my experiences in this wild and wonderful world have led me to write of the preposterousness everyday life provides.  This does not mean, that the awkward, bizarre, curious, eyebrow-raising, head-scratching buffonery has not occurred; merely, the degree of bewilderment I have experienced, has not propelled me towards the […]

The Waste (XI)

The next morning, the pumping mechanism in the pen was engaged by the villagers, and the inhabitants of the octagonal enclosure were encouraged by immaculate engineering, to revisit the seas from whence they had been captured. It took little time after Allamar’s edict of augmentation, for the unwed fishermen of the village to have docked […]

Bleach, and Sadness

There are those that enjoy the act of cleaning. There are others that do not. There are some that clean, daily, compulsively, and consistently. And there are others that regard it as a burdensome bore. Regardless in which class you place yourself, cleaning is a necessity.  Whether approached with regularity, or abhorently, failure to disperse […]

The art of ignition

Gather unto oneself the twigs, sticks, and palm sized sources of kindling. Arrange upon the driest of ground, in a fashion, most closely resembling a tepee. Forage for dry leaves, wood shavings, paper, or other small combustables. Arrange volatiles beneath the angled, tepee eaves, in a bunched fashion. Search pockets for flint and striker, and […]