For short stories that are too long for the blog, feel free to follow the links to a collection of my short stories hosted on urbis.com
- Kicking God in the Jaw: The rain had fallen for thirty-six straight hours. Gutters were sagging from the weight of wet leaves. Storm debris was spilling over the edges. Clouds, rescinding in the distance, rumbled while a weary sun cast a weak light over sad, gray buildings. [...]
- Baby Stink: The video is grainy and I’m getting drowsy but I can’t stop watching. I’m like an addict. I hit rewind and there she is, running away from my arms, pink-cheeked and smiling, back to her tricycle that magically rights itself just in time for her to climb on. [...]
- Noxious Fumes: A glorious red hawk swooped over our heads clutching a wiggling squirrel in its talons. It landed in a nearby tree and dropped its prey on the hard forest floor. We hiked back to our camp and started a fire, placing a percolator on the grill. I looked up at the clouds, sizing them for rain. [...]
- The Greenhouse: The entire house held a fragrant surprise for her when she returned home from the lab one evening. Walking through the doorway she immediately knew that Jonah had been out in the garden cutting flowers. She could smell the earth in the house and the receptors in her nose recognized the scents of azalea and begonia, and this was half the pleasing allure, she knew—the familiarity.

2 responses so far ↓
Just ME // February 12, 2008 at 10:39 am |
I’m glad to see you have put up the stories. I oddly like Baby Stink. I think it makes me reflect.
artofstarving // February 12, 2008 at 10:41 pm |
Thanks Me.