On Troped I wrote...
“You can’t do that. You can’t just expect me to be fine with living with a stranger just because you all can’t keep track of a simple list. That’s all it is, a list. People, rooms. Why is…
September 8 2011, 1:00pm
On Troped I wrote...
Does it ever sound like the steady clack of steel wheels on rails that pass through a chasm or a city? And if the proof ever sounded like a freight train rumbling toward you, would you ready yourself…
August 28 2011, 1:00pm
On Troped I wrote...
Does it ever sound like the steady clack of steel wheels on rails that pass through a chasm or a city? And if the proof ever sounded like a freight train rumbling toward you, would you ready yourself…
May 19 2010, 8:06pm
On Troped I wrote...
She leans up on his shoulder and says, “Let’s do it. You want to do it?” “Uh… right now?” Gene has just been listening to one of his favorite sounds gifted his apartment. When storms come in from…
June 11 2009, 9:24pm
On Troped I wrote...
He’d come from a place where the roads were named #46 and #124 and they went north and south and southwest and through dales and farms hilly but rolling, not too rocky; and now, looking up to the…
March 24 2009, 2:10am
On Troped I wrote...
“I don’t mind doing this—it’s just that I would like to understand it.” “You will,” Gene says, as he looks up to eye the CCTV camera on the corner of the ceiling of the porch. “Do you know…
October 25 2008, 1:08am
On Troped I wrote...
The racket was intense and he stepped off the pedals and the seat of the bike to straddle it, to lean on the handlebars and just watch the steel behemoth roll by; a steel segmented worm on wheels…
September 19 2008, 1:29am