Archive for March, 2011


March 31, 2011

The threshing cabin, where wheat was first smoked and dried and then beaten on the floor, was holy ground. When a man was killed within, it could not be investigated. Which established the place as somewhere you could kill with impunity.


March 30, 2011

Her husband continued to argue with the doctors about her condition, insisting that there was a system-wide disruption of her krebs cycle, possibly because of some polymorph of one of the reagents that has spread through her system – like ice-9. She reluctantly made the decision to switch her next of kin/power of attorney to her parents.



March 29, 2011

Many thought that the bard show was a frivolous exercise after the first two years of struggle to settle the land, but it helped to put things into perspective. so many of us had been focused on cultivating the subsoil, since the topsoil ws so thin, that we almost didn’t take notice of the deaths an imprisonments. The show brought them back to us and helped us to consider them as we shaped future policy. Most of us thought that the romance sections were overblown, but those were what kept the show popular decades later back in the mother city. And those royalty checks we all received earned us more than the produce of the colony.


March 28, 2011

One of the initiation rites of our order involves fire – the name of the ceremony is never uttered, and it is conducted in silence. However from certain texts revered by our order the student can infer that its purpose is to purge any atoms of impiety, that are considered to be able to physically pollute the initiate. During the ceremony there is a coruscation, which I can only imagine to be these impious particles being burned off. the sight excites me greatly. I have come to believe that it is this excitement which makes the name of ceremony unutterable. The excitement firghtens me, and I try to convince myself that it cannot be shameful if it cannot be named.


March 27, 2011

I dreamed about you again, a day or two after we ran into each other on the train. Somehow we were kissing, which I believed. Then you talked about leaving him, and that’s when I knew it was a dream.

exculpation tour

March 26, 2011

I had tuned in to watch the program “boiling frog” in which contestants dove for silver coins at the bottom of a tank that was being gradually heated. However, a special bulletin interrupted the normal programming. The head of state was speaking on a stage. “Ladies and gentlemen of the press, thank you all for coming. Those at home, thank you for viewing. I didn’t want to officially deny the charges against me that have been circulating in the press, until I could present the evidence to exonerate myself. Cue the musicians, please.” What followed was a slide show presentation, with the live witnesses brought out in chains for questioning by both the head of state, and the press. At the end he announced that he was taking the presentation on tour as a road show – hitting clubs, theaters and college campuses to make it as intimate as possible, so the people could perform their own questioning and get to the bottom of this. My friends were already contacting me about getting tickets for the date in our city.

an afternoon in the shop

March 25, 2011

“You can have lunch after you sweep up,” said the boss. The more I swept the more the dust and debris seemed to spread out on the floor all around me. “Don’t just sweep it into the corners. Save it, for my garden mulch,” said my co-worker. “You gotta have something to keep you going, something that makes you happy. For me it’s my garden,” he said. As a guiding abstracation, that would only weaken me. But I didn’t say anything. I looked down at the floor, and in my mind it dissolved into the shifting granules that play across the surface of the sun. I lost myself in that to make the time go by.

apple tree

March 24, 2011

An apple tree grows in the back yard. The young daughter while climbing it falls badly and breaks her neck. She is alive when she enters the ambulance but pronounced dead at the hospital. Her father ponders a choice – to cut down the tree or not. We follow him down both paths.


March 23, 2011

Chewing it leaves you disfigured. It smells really bad at first, but as you eat certain related foods, you start to crave it, and its smell becomes irresistible. Diners who aren’t as hungry at the beginning of the meal, or who don’t eat as fast, are put off by the behavior of those who first come under its spell. It’s often presented as a dare, but sometimes it is put out at the beginning of a meal without warning.

new strategies for the labyrinth

March 22, 2011

The minotaur is cutting our strings. We find Ariadne’s thread is cut. Her sister devises a strategy involving making left or right turns and painting the wall to mark your choice. We then found that he started adding additional marks. Finally we took to drawing a map as we went, and discovered a large area on the map we couldn’t account for.