Author: archanas

The end of the world is never as bad as you’d think it would be. Take Robert, for instance. He still has his library, and his lover, Tom,…

And they thank Me as they go down, Singing watercolor soliloquies into my Stomach. I’m Going Home, I hear them say, We’re Going Home.

Author’s Note: Do you ever find yourself spacing out at a wall — staring at the bricks until they don’t look even anymore? Count the words per line.…

In the darkness, the rain washed away Shayaa’s features until he was smooth. The water eroded the tip of his nose, sanded down his cheekbones. Each droplet popped…

And God said to Jonah: “Art thou greatly angry for the Kikayon?” And he said: “I am greatly angry, even unto death.” Jonah 4:9   Jonah was a…