A door ajar. In this modern world, the doors are kept closed and the letters are kept sealed. The thick adhesive stamping its authority over the ever fleeting contents inside. The doors hear the laughter, cries and those occasional whispers. But through that plastic window on the envelope, the name just stares at the darkness […]

Bloom

Every time I say goodnight, I anxiously wait for the morning to come. The night enveloped me in its warm embrace while my thoughts finally rendezvous in a funny little corner of the brain. I breathe heavily and turn my back to the side of the closet in my room. The bed once having only […]

Path one

The train seemed to make her feel drowsy and the rhythmic clanking of metal on metal was a sweet lullaby for her. Last night’s news had kept her up and she felt it was her responsibility to find the truth. As the time ticked on by the passing of each station, she kept rubbing her […]

A Love, Deferred

Almost two years have passed since I wandered in those streets of emphatic emotions, those pavements filled with music and consumed the trophic scrolls of curiosity and romance. The world ambled on despite its quandaries while I frequented those mammoth sized, magnificent halls of the library to hide my inner stirrings and agony. These halls, […]

Pipes

Pipes, wooden, rounded and extending from the dark labyrinths of the sanctum to a place, yet unsuccessfully defined by the humans. Pipes divided into categories of flue and reed, yet necessary to produce the “speak” of place still undefined by the tongues of this terrestrial species. Pipes congregated into ranks, yet necessary to accommodate the […]

Distortions

Lights. Yellow. Circles, triangles. Orange, red. Squares, rectangles. Blue, crimson. Ovals, stars. Pink and bright. It was a sunny night, full of small balls of fire, radiating, embellishing my path. I was wearing a red jacket with a candy in my hand. I was wondering if heaven looked like this. Small cutouts of stars and […]

REHEARSAL

‘Tycho gave me no opportunity to share in his experiences. He would only, in the course of a meal and, in between other matters, mention, as if in passing, today the figure of the apogee of one planet, tomorrow the nodes of another….Tycho possesses the best observations….He also has collaborators. He lacks only the architect […]

Fidelity

How does water ever become fire? How does the cold, ever flowing spirit of life become the ravenous, blazing and gluttonous inferno of knowledge? It never did, it never would. The problem with the selection of words is that those dry, transparent thoughts are weighed by the insatiable hunger for adjectives. Zoom in to a […]

The Good Looking Girl

Story 1 in normal font Story 2 in italics It was the third year since I had first visited this place. The leaves brushed against my face as I walked through this dense growth of grapes. The engines have stopped and the rotors are slowly ending their long revolutionary journeys. I can see the rays […]

Vesuvius

Hora Prima Diurna The soft rays of the early morning sun entered my room through the narrow slits in the windows. The rising sun on the bosom of my fertile Pompeii, my own land of happiness. I could see my father, Koios, getting ready to go out like everyday. “Vesuvius, wake up to this […]