Vincent and the Centipede
Vincent told me a story that night, the night we stayed up until it got bright. He was biting the skin around his fingernails and l...
Beside his bed, on a wicker night table, lay a stained white saucer and on the saucer a mound of ashes. "When will I see the fog?" I asked. Izzy sat on the edge...
You reach a point when you realise it isn’t important whether there was a floor or a bed or even a sofa. What’s important is that there was a girl and you didn’...
Growing up, I have dreams that my father sets our house on fire. When our house actually does catch on fire, my first thought is, Get the dog out.
Then, beca...
It was October when the apparition of Samuel Beckett appeared on a gable wall in Ringsend. The spectral visitation was twelve feet tall and not quite inanimate ...
I’m dating a guy who works as a merchandiser for a large department store and one of his duties includes designing window displays. He tells me this on our thir...
“Do you remember when all the neighborhood kids had ringworm?” he asked me from his hospital bed, inviting me to imagine, I suppose, that the lesions corrupting...
The attraction was based on a flaw of logic. I knew that.
Miss Bennet and Mr Darcy, Scarlett and Rhett, Edward Rochester and the wife in the attic stuff viz....
