Voici ma vraie tête

An Ephemeral Eye

Completely vulnerable, completely exposed, my voice and my words echo into the abyss, with thousands of screaming faces…
Each taking a small piece of me.

Green Bean Battle Lines

She took a long puff on her cigarette before adding: ‘And you don’t know what he’s been through. You should be proud to have him as your father.’

Wrapped in Plastic

It’s the dinner talk, the “how was your day?” talk, the “homework before bed” talk. That’s what makes it a lie.

Heart Transplant

I blink, and in the darkness of eyelids, I see the nighttime lights of Paris along the Champs Elysee.

A Corporate Haunting

There’s a roar of rush hour traffic, a dead-on-impact distance below. All of the screens around the office have gone dark, except one.

In Hopeless Cathedrals

His wife, Kirsten, was a volunteer for the Parish social committee, and was known to have the best banana bread for the post-worship pot luck.