Category Archives: Desire

Doorsteps of Heaven

‘Everything you ever do,’ Paul says, ‘will be from the inside looking out.’ My stomach drops as I begin to catch myself. Inside looking out, the words rattle back and forth in my head. I never feel that way, I

Doorsteps of Heaven

‘Everything you ever do,’ Paul says, ‘will be from the inside looking out.’ My stomach drops as I begin to catch myself. Inside looking out, the words rattle back and forth in my head. I never feel that way, I

The Eternal Sunrise

‘Memory,’ Paul looks me in the eyes, ‘that is all I can confirm.’ Paul touches my cheek. I laugh. He then touches my eye. I squint. He moves around then puts his hands around my ears. I dance. ‘Your experiences

The Eternal Sunrise

‘Memory,’ Paul looks me in the eyes, ‘that is all I can confirm.’ Paul touches my cheek. I laugh. He then touches my eye. I squint. He moves around then puts his hands around my ears. I dance. ‘Your experiences

Hells of Body

‘Will to nothing,’ Paul giggles, ‘I have never heard such stupidity.’ Paul holds my hand, he has tied them with a bow, and pulls me close to the tree. ‘Maybe you would think we were willing to nothing if we

Hells of Body

‘Will to nothing,’ Paul giggles, ‘I have never heard such stupidity.’ Paul holds my hand, he has tied them with a bow, and pulls me close to the tree. ‘Maybe you would think we were willing to nothing if we

Weight of Glory

‘Flesh is that part of your tongue that wiggles,’ Paul flicks his tongue. I watch the spit fly in the air until it lands in the grass. These two magnificent dogs, lions almost, run up and lick the saliva. ‘Flesh

Weight of Glory

‘Flesh is that part of your tongue that wiggles,’ Paul flicks his tongue. I watch the spit fly in the air until it lands in the grass. These two magnificent dogs, lions almost, run up and lick the saliva. ‘Flesh

Body Bodies

‘Number one,’ Paul begins, ‘rethink what I say about the body.’ I jot down the word body. I then look up at Paul. ‘Good, now what do you think I say about the body?’ I look down at my paper,

Body Bodies

‘Number one,’ Paul begins, ‘rethink what I say about the body.’ I jot down the word body. I then look up at Paul. ‘Good, now what do you think I say about the body?’ I look down at my paper,

The Spirit Bleeds

‘The spirit is alive,’ Paul begins, ‘it pulls out your soul.’ I was flipping through this book when I noticed this fat man in a picture. Large hands. Who is this, I ask Paul. He stares, pauses, then squints. ‘Looks

The Spirit Bleeds

‘The spirit is alive,’ Paul begins, ‘it pulls out your soul.’ I was flipping through this book when I noticed this fat man in a picture. Large hands. Who is this, I ask Paul. He stares, pauses, then squints. ‘Looks

Weak Sex

‘The idiot,’ Paul laughs outrageously, teeth smiling, ‘why would he have even gone there. Abraham, poor old Abraham.’ I had just finished telling a story, a story of the family. This family sat like a cluster of mushrooms in the

Weak Sex

‘The idiot,’ Paul laughs outrageously, teeth smiling, ‘why would he have even gone there. Abraham, poor old Abraham.’ I had just finished telling a story, a story of the family. This family sat like a cluster of mushrooms in the