Legend

Should I let things stay unspoken

and in silence turn away?

As you say.

As you wish.

Clasp cold fingers

across my lips

and dare me not to speak.

But I invoke your name,
pray to you

in troubled times.
I kneel before your altar
and read your tattered works.
I do as you would do,
but not as you have done.

You would have me
bury your memory,

and scour your footprints clean.

But instead I trace the etchings,

take my knife

and carve them deep.

Unforgettable.

Oh mad genius,

you are legend.

En memoria de VAM, falleció 4 marzo 2014.

New Flash Fiction

I have posted a new Steal Tomorrow story. This is part of the City News flash fiction offshoot: Collector.

New Flash Fiction

I have posted a new Vince story: In the News

Signs

There's a sign outside the window

of the room where I get my tea:

New

Coming Soon

Countdown

I am wearing my poker face

when I hear the news:

gossip

innuendo

I smile and nod,

but keep my feelings safe

from prying eyes.

It's all a charade, you know.

They don't just come,

but also go.

And so I don my mask,

paint my lips,

and style my hair.

Blend in.

Camouflage

There is Ginseng in my cup,

red ink on my hands.

Outside: blue screen of death.

This is my day, writ large.

And when the clock strikes

and it's all over

(tea and sly asides)

papers crumpled in bins

(do not shred)

I descend the staircase,

step by step.

Outside, my glasses fog

in summer's heat.

I am blind.

This was written for Sunday Scribblings 2.

New Steal Tomorrow Flash Fiction

I have posted a new story in the Jazz Gang series on the Steal Tomorrow site: Sunny.

New Flash Fiction

By Alice Audrey's request, here is a follow up to Sunday's flash fiction: Speedball in Love - Part Two.

New Fiction for Sunday Whirl

This one takes place in Vince's gang, although Vince himself doesn't make an appearance. I realize that may disappoint some of his fans...

Speedball in Love