Coreopsis 11 – c1

   Orion gently woke Sarah up. “One hour.” He lifted the blinds to allow the sunlight to pour into the car.    She shielded her eyes. “That wasn’t nice.”    “Sorry.”    They packed in silence. Not saying a word about the Motietoian’s. The guard. Or blocked tracks.     At the train station two portersContinue reading “Coreopsis 11 – c1”

A bird in the peanut butter

In an attempt to govern my appetite,  trying to make better choices before I take a bite.  The winter solstice had me craving things.  My stomach, loud and proud did sing.  More than half of the peanut butter jar was a dark void.  Could I be any more annoyed? Holding my breath, I unscrewed theContinue reading “A bird in the peanut butter”

Coreopsis

 First insert, part six The guard brought two people with him back from the train. There was no introductions. They scrubbed up and got to work. Dying tourches were replaced with fresh ones. More hot water arrived. Soiled fabrics were taken away. Tools were boiled.  Sarah sighed, “would you asked if it’s okay to bringContinue reading “Coreopsis”