The Evening Universe

I’m fallen

in the deepest spot of myself pit

on the summit of thought

the wind of wisdom has hugged me…

Forgive the old man for his poor choice,

For his enormous guilt that never ends,

Since Pilate said his verdict in cold voice

And then, in hesitation, washed his hands…

I see her leaning over to listen to her daughter

In the coffee line.

It is a rainy day in spring

Months after he died.

In the atomic age he witnessed a baneful

beast slouching toward Bethlehem

aborted, dangling, umbilical chord still

attached to Athena’s womb…

I didn’t want to have to use the Skatterbox, sure it would scare them off, but it was going to be hard enough finding the way...

It took us decades, but we finally developed faster than light travel. I won’t bore you with all of the complicated math…

Blue lights from all the cop cars outside our house flooded the living room. “I think Mary finally lost it.” I could tell by the way...

Six months ago I was asked to be a part of the Acquax Cruise, one of the largest galactic class ships currently in use…

The stagecoach was gilded and glorious. A work of art it seemed, and old. No doubt its owner came from ancient stock, a family of centuries...

He heard her enter the room. "Good morning, honey! Happy anniversary!" No response, just some laborious grunts. He looked up from his book…

“The server not found” message reminds me that the internet died along with the global power grid last year…

“Misses Johnson just told me she hasn’t seen her oldest son in almost three days,” my wife told me with a worried look on her face…

A fighter who has gone through dozens of fights has an eye for danger. He feels it. With all his sensory organs. Or maybe he is...

As a person diagnosed with Tourette’s Syndrome who also has a special interest in film, I have scoured everywhere for any crumb that I can possibly...