[+]Aaroneous Monk[+]

The fog settles on the city like a down filled blanket softening the edges of a  hard and indifferent place. ***

Orleans, Indiana is a town of 2000 souls and from 1975 to 1985 I was one of those souls, albeit a small one.  There were pockets of d...

   The fog monster devours the city in forgetfulness. *

Alas, poor Aaroneous.  I knew him well. Pitiful impulsive man-boy, lost in a world and situation outside of his control, proud in ...

Are there little boys on Jupiter giggling when you say “poopiter”? It’s fun to think about it, to  bounce and fly and sho...

With all of the talk about so-called “murder hornets” on Facebook this past week it didn’t take long for me to recollect that I had a ...

The stormtrooper patrol was winding its way through the frozen Hoffa Maze when the storm hit.   Goji heard the speaker in his helmet...

How is it that Winter can steal one’s memory of leaves? It is a long period of time no doubt: cold, desolate, and lonely. But not...

It’s a subtle thing, like a Divine wink,  when white flowers on the tree outside  my window are suddenly speckled with a pale g...

It was there. I could feel it. The step between .   I had sensed its presence before  in moments of great fear or anxiety,  ...

We have been buried, immobilized,  lying dormant in our homes waiting to sprout, to sprig,  reaching upward to find the...

Planets are sleeping  in my basement. (silent spheres  sorrowfully suspended) Their grandeur reduced to a humble quietude. ...

*BEEP* IT IS TIME TO CONSUME. YOU MAY CHOOSE WHAT YOU CONSUME. HERE IS THE LIST OF YOUR [OPTIONS]. THERE I...

When  the stairs don’t connect the wires get crossed and the pipes burst know  the facade will crumble bones will see...

It was an overnight trip by train from Moscow to the town of Pechory near the Estonian Border.  The year was 1998 and I was traveling...