Stand Off

It was chaos. A skillet of boiling tomatoes popped and voicelessly cried out for a stir as the otherwise silent room built into a futher tension. The kitchen bench, now scattered with flour and the shards of broken crockery, began to run slick with olive oil as the punctured tin leaked freely and spread out … Continue reading Stand Off →

Morning’s Waiting Part II

The sky was angry.Atop a signal tower somewhere unknown and staring into the abyss of distance, an engineer named Talbot shivered in the frost-touched wind and drew his coat tighter around his shoulders.It was hard to remember the air before it was this broiling knot of rage and static, the coiling sprawl of a horizon … Continue reading Morning’s Waiting Part II →

Morning’s Waiting Part I

‘They always make that noise,’ Talbot shouted above the rumble of the switch-room, his words were muffled in their usual way from the tail of a half-smoked cigarette wedged into the corner of his mouth.Closing the access panel behind him, the engineer loafed down the ladder and looked out into the depths of the jumbled … Continue reading Morning’s Waiting Part I →

Fire & Socks

It was an elongated stretch of boredom that led me to throw a pair of socks against the brick wall of my apartment, one afternoon misspent and wanting of purpose. To my surprise, the dull thud of knitted cotton on render had found itself to be just quiet enough that it might not wake my … Continue reading Fire & Socks →