Captian's Log Red Handed (A Scene for a Story I Don’t Intend to Write) 17 Jul 202611 Jul 2026 Drunk and stumbling, the high lord of the 'M', as he was called, made his circuitous path out of the alleyway he'd made his berth in to face a brand…
Captian's Log A Short, Smuggled, Communiqué 16 Jul 202610 Jul 2026 I believe we are not welcome here, my Lord. I do not know exactly what faux pas my predecessor committed that they returned him to us in four pieces, but…
Captian's Log Sleep 15 Jul 202610 Jul 2026 Sweet light, shining through my window, what glorious day do you come to preach? Alas, I am sick, I cough and I cough and I sleep. Such deep and mighty…
Captian's Log Statue 14 Jul 20269 Jul 2026 There once stood a stone hereabouts, carved in the shape of a man, a statue, that is. I wanted to see the face again. There was a quality to it.…
Captian's Log Noble Intentions 13 Jul 20269 Jul 2026 "The most noble intentions," he sighed. "That's what you say to your prospective father-in-law. And yet, you both know, those unimpugnable intentions involve some rather unspeakable activities—crude, biological acts for…
Captian's Log Rambling Thoughts: Change and Prayer 12 Jul 20269 Jul 2026 One must not let the Identity he is trying to preserve become the sickness he wants to change. I suppose the inverse may also be true, but that is not…
Captian's Log For a Kiss 11 Jul 20269 Jul 2026 We have little time, but all of time is too little, too short a span, too mean a measure, even for this kiss. You have two lips, but I have…
Captian's Log When I Was Dead 10 Jul 20264 Jul 2026 The thing that struck me, how do I say, when I was dead, I saw everyone… I saw everyone differently. Souls, I think, but something more representative than literal. You,…
Captian's Log Rambling Thoughts: The Play Is the Thing 9 Jul 20264 Jul 2026 There appears three broad categories of art: The arts of music, the arts of words, and the arts of media. There is, of course, exchange between them. The poem is…
Captian's Log The Vizier’s Prophecy 8 Jul 20263 Jul 2026 "But, pardon me, you are a man. You walk about on two legs, have a head, eyes in it, ears to the side. All the accoutrements. You want me to…
