Short Fiction and Poetry

The night train reflected the moonlight as it slithered through the landscape, a steel serpent whose dim lights flickered [...]

Every night he painted wide crosses on large canvases, and when he woke the next morning, a pale featureless figure would be stretched [...]

A rectilinear pool. Immersed and still, we’re inside Rothko’s painting: [...]

They don’t ask if you are a juggler, when you inquire about laser vision correction, [...]