He watched her running down the alleyway from his balcony. A pretty thing, he thought to himself. But slow. The three figures behind,...

The Universe is Full of Dust This universe is full of dust. Inevitable; invasive; penetrative. “How many know the truth? How few care?” I...

A few years ago I wrote a poem called "Under a Lake with no Water" (part of which I included in "A Month at the End of the World") that...

A few years ago I wrote a poem called "Under a Lake with no Water" (part of which I included in "A Month at the End of the World") that...

The Light in the Woods Rivain is not known for much at all. It is not known for its food, or its literature, or even for its people....