The Fool
The street is so dark, it looks more like an alley. Light from late night businesses downtown barely breach the entrance, with only the occasional flicker or so from what […]
The street is so dark, it looks more like an alley. Light from late night businesses downtown barely breach the entrance, with only the occasional flicker or so from what […]
In the courtyard, they sit near the stone wall, a skirt (or maybe a blanket, or something else?) draped over their knees, all the way to the cracked flagstone floor.
A light in the sky, but not the sun. Nondescript walls rise around you as a misty well, a spotlight of anxiety and confusion. Your legs, they’re somewhere, and your
At the edge of twilight, desire paths between neighborhoods foreshorten and fade into pockets of the dark. A patch of trees, meandering litter, and the ugly back sides of housing
Your first thought was that you woke up early. But, the ceiling isn’t right. Not wrong, but not yours. Your head flips from side to side, and this isn’t even
Long streams of evening light pour through the windows, creating even longer shadows to divide up the dust motes. Outlines of the furniture are clear, but also hazy – and
For once in longer than he cared to admit, Jacob was early. He surveyed the long line of patrons trying to squeeze what little else they might from the day’s