Fiction · Gallimaufry

Here Has Been Us

At the end of the driveway, out of reach from the parental sensor light, the car off save for its accessorized music maker, two adolescents conversed. “Maybe I wasn't driving at all. Maybe the roads were actually operating as treadmills and they moved under us. We remained stationary. We didn't really just drive there, the… Continue reading Here Has Been Us

Fiction · Gallimaufry

Quilt. Dousing campfire. Toy sailboat. Love letters.

The following passages represent four sequential moments from one of my weathered composition books.  ............................................................................................................................................... A patchwork quilt is spread upon the jagged, broken stalks of last summer's crop of corn. The colors are dull, uninviting, like the content of our conversation. We've drifted here. Those pieces of fabric were selected with bleary eyes and… Continue reading Quilt. Dousing campfire. Toy sailboat. Love letters.