Wavelength, Part 4
XIV. Adolf was already waiting outside the art-house cinema box office when I arrived. He looked smaller than I remembered, and, on his own, without…
Wavelength, Part 3
XI. Speaking directly into the tannoy, he made his pronouncement. “Take this bitch from this place and circumcise her according to the very letter of…
Wavelength, Part 2
III. A month after that, and I found myself in the heart of the spiritual state of Israel: in a little piazza surrounded by charming stone-built…
Wavelength, Part 1
I. London, late summer, 1970: a grey Friday evening, overcast but not raining. September the 18th, I think it was: the very night Jimi Hendrix died.…
Our Lady’s Bees
A brisk cool evening wind snatches the day’s warmth. Gathering it up from the Earth, the wind tosses it to the sky. Trees on the Île de la Cité wave…
Date Night
Ron says he has a tragic history with women. He goes through stages of blaming himself, of going on and on about where it all went wrong. How he…
Lightning
Before that first storm, people said that Melissa Summers had flashing eyes, striking looks, and an otherwise remarkable smile. Ten of us had…
Middle/Post II
Puke in the urinal. What unfolded as minutes was actually probably an hour. Ian blinked hard, pushing his eyelids together with all the strength he…
Japanese GF
I always pondered what it’d be like to leave the poisonous women of the Western world and plant my roots in the Far East. So one day, I hopped on a…
Geisha in the City of Death
“Wake up, wake up, wake up,” Neena hears this machine mantra repeated, close to her ear, as someone shakes her, jostles her, but without any real…
