Recurrence

Sketchers pound erratically on uneven stairs that I take at top speed, flashing a jagged key, twisting an oval knob, heart racing past a pile of summer shoes. I bolt the door behind me and instantly remember a dream I had when my bedroom overlooked Broadway Street. I heard a creature snarling under the porch. […]

Snap

I could tell you the whole story, but even that would be quite incomplete. Imagine your memories, now try to imagine memories that there aren’t any pictures of… how far back do they go? What happens to moments that aren’t important, those that dry up and stir around like dust falling through thick rays of […]