Coda The universe is a phonograph, Our lives mere vinyl recordings Playing daily mundane tunes, Monotony annual practice. Bugles whine in the background, Drums lethargic from humdrum; Violins strumming mediocrity, Tap the exhausted sonata. Measures scoring hebetude, Mind drifts slowly to sleep. Man picks up the trombone, His stand assembled before him; Unleashing the […]
5 The first months passed surprisingly quickly. The daytime narrowed by just over thirty minutes every week, and he was determined to make the most of this time. Soon there would be only five-and-a-half hours of sunlight between sunrise and sunset, when the sun would make a gloomy arch through the sky and leave the […]
When Love Is Taken From Them, They Instantly Fill by John Rodzvilla When you are taken from me, I feel the need to fill my receiver. Soon comes the suffocating smell, the spirit of sulphur. Unlute the receiver! There will be about eighteen hours before booking and release. When I’m free I’ll lute your […]
3 Sunlight crept through the walls of the cabin and his stomach ached for food. The frozen fruit was unchewable, so he put a few handfuls of it into his pockets and started another fire. He melted snow in tin cans near the fire and placed some frozen meat between them. An hour […]