Fiction Friday: Indirect Objects- Part 1

Click for Part 2 in the left navigation bar. This story was originally written as a monologue but without the off-stage listener of this version. That version is in the posts for “Spared Parts” that are also available in the navigation bar. I am acting...

Fiction Friday: Indirect Objects Part 2

Fire, light, power, control, and, oh yes, the missing link of sex. You were wondering if I’d ever get there? I remember when we got a visit from a social worker after I was found with drawings of a teacher I had passed to another boy in sixth grade.  I had drawn her...
Fiction Friday: Spared Parts – Part 1

Fiction Friday: Spared Parts – Part 1

Usually there’d be a few dozen ears spread out on the white counter sorted out by size and complexion near a jumbled heap of them, as though someone had been called away from a grisly game of solitaire. I’d usually scoop them up in a box, pretending I thought they had...
Fiction Friday: Spared Parts – Part 2

Fiction Friday: Spared Parts – Part 2

Read Part 1 Here We both have had a rough ride getting here, you and I. You know, put through the grater by friends and family. From middle school through high school, I was an easy target for ridicule or pity. I had a toad’s complexion but lacked an amphibian’s...
Fiction Friday: The Begging Bowl – Part 1

Fiction Friday: The Begging Bowl – Part 1

If it were not for the story he told me that day, I would have remembered him for his eyes. Each gasp of speech and great gulping for breath set them aquiver like sun-glint green apples on the surface of twin cisterns—two yellow-tainted, claret-crazed chamber pots...