“A Naked Parade”
“A row of antique-looking carriages, pulled by single horses, stood off to the side of the road. One horse had a black feedbag attached to its muzzle. A couple of pedicabs, one advertising the local gondola service, kept on the lookout for passengers. Suddenly, Ashok stopped the car, and Theo followed his line of sight. […]
Continue reading“Festival of Love”
She came into the world now as though she were entering a Festival of Love. Stepping gently on the earth, as if her feet were organs of caress, she moved forward softly like a demure lover. Her mouth sprinkled words as an aspergillum does holy water. Her hands delicately touched an arm or a cheek […]
Continue reading“The Ancient Spell”
“The bus slowed to pass over a steel bridge spanning a deep canyon. In the soft morning light, the plant growth below the bridge showed the color and texture of peat moss. The trees climbing up the banks above the bridge, protected as they were from the sunshine by a rim of encircling hills, shone […]
Continue reading“Pacific”
“The man sat facing the ocean, the Pacific on that day living up to its name. But the color of the water had no name. Its ever-so-slightly green-tinted blue had never been painted on canvas, but existed only on the impeccable palette of Nature. In fact, it was not so much a color as a […]
Continue reading“The First Sighting”
“Theo Reyesin had first seen the man during childhood. The boy had been playing in his grandmother’s garden, had been, in fact, holding a free-flowing conversation with his imaginary friend, Jocko, when he noticed the old fellow floating in the air above the strawberry plants. The fact that the man was suspended in midair did […]
Continue reading“Santa Cruz”
“Small coves, whose pellucid green water revealed every detail of their bottoms, seemed about to yield up, at any moment, a lovely mermaid, her locks dripping, her tail slowly waving in contentment. Theo would round a curve and encounter a Monterey pine or cypress, hiding in its branches a cacophony of invisible birds. He would […]
Continue reading“Maturity”
By this point in her life, she had let it all go: all the drama and the problems, all the worries and the tension. She now allowed herself to relax and sink into the warm waters of every living moment, savoring the exquisite joy therein. She felt herself rising like yeasty bread, gradually expanding up […]
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