Category: prose

Then he took his wife in his arms and held her…

Then he took his wife in his arms and held her tight until all that remained of the birch on the hearth were glowing embers.

Then I left the house, thinking of a yellow el…

Then I left the house, thinking of a yellow elephant, and hearing the low purr of a chuckle somewhere in the vapors of that summer evening.

We went inside with the sun bright on our back…

We went inside with the sun bright on our backs and our shadows preceding us into the old house.

We’re going to order in tonight.

We’re going to order in tonight.

When he saw this, the Good Man was completely …

When he saw this, the Good Man was completely happy.

The perfect love that alone inspired them plac…

The perfect love that alone inspired them placed them above all fear and even subdued their nature, without inducing them to bury themselves in the ground or fight the visions that tormented St. Anthony.

Run.

Run.

Perhaps the oldest.

Perhaps the oldest.

But, of course, that was just an illusion.

But, of course, that was just an illusion.

‘How much do you suppose a voyage around…

‘How much do you suppose a voyage around the world might cost?’