dVerse — prosery 16 — Night Feeders

In their dreams they sleep with the moon.–From Mary Oliver, “Death at Wind River” Once pampered, now refugees, at dawn they slink in grimy, forgotten shadows of Oldtown to their den until dusk falls. Their fortress is woven with plastic, glass, and metal discarded by the giver-of-treats who will never again pet their once-luxurious fur….

dVerse — prosery 15 — Red Moon Rise

A red moon rides on the humps of the low river hills. — Carl Sandburg, from Jazz Fantasia A red moon rides on the humps of the low river hills. My head tilts just so and I swear the hills are moving like a great dark beast; a shadowy twin of my guilt, following. Red…

dVerse — prosery 14 — The Inperturbable Street

  We go in different directions down the imperturbable street. –Gwendolyn Brooks A pair of mourning doves wheels away, startled when the keychain lands near them. “Don’t be a child. You have custody of Merlot,” Gillian says. Harold had never hated himself as much as he did right now. Why had he ignored the red…

dVerse — prosery 13 — Chuang Tzu’s Butterfly Nightmare

“Argh…. unh….” He groans as the corkscrews are twisted, their points aiming for his liver and kidneys. In a nightmare, it is the awareness of what is happening rather than the act itself that brings agony. Paralyzed, nonetheless Mo is able to wake up – to pitch black. Was there a power outage? Bathed in…

dVerse — prosery 12 — Alive

They lived above the clouds, far from the germs and messiness they’d lied and cheated themselves away from. Luxury abodes with multi-dimensional holodecks immersed them in fairytale landscapes, where things were flawless. Blossoms never wilted; butterflies immortal. Crystal springs gurgled and the insects never bit. Lovers always smiled. When the virus hit on the planet…

dVerse — prosery 11 — Love’s End

I don’t know why I was surprised every time love started or ended. My first – age eighteen and doe-eyed for Billy who lived one farm over. We planned marriage after graduation, but in the fall of our senior year, Fay took him from me. Next – Mr. Murrow, boss at the department store when…

dVerse — Prosery 10 — Between heartbeats

Harvey pulled starlets into his sphere, sure it was his irresistible sex appeal. Starlets knew that Harvey was the film industry power player who could rocket them into cinematic top billing orbit. What starlets didn’t know about Harvey was that his lure was more like a glue trap. Once the hotel room door closed, orifices…