sparking on air as in the depths of a mansion abandoned to the waves a mutant raptor grows and grows . . . out when the next storm comes and takes away the roof . . . hopefully out to sea but maybe not . . . time to hope . . . time to fear . . .
my series post for today published to my Substack at the link if you’d like to see it-
Devils food cake with a ganache topping. The flames are made from spun sugar colored with food coloring. Johnny Miller, photographer @marthastewart on Instagram. Taken from her Instagram.
meandering on air on the tip of a cloud soaring over the sea as way to the south where the frozen seas meet the sky a buzzing and then a spark . . . bees it is but of a different kind . . . rising in a ball to blot out the sun and then starting to grow . . . sideways in an endlessly circling ribbon and then beginning to tilt as they head towards the land . . . tips of their wings shooting off things that look like sparklers stuck in a baked alaska but not of the celebratory kind . . . just what are they for even the bees cannot say . . . oh no . . . a ship sunk with a shock from one . . . time to hide . . . the cave down on the beach . . . a climb down the cliff and into the water . . . just needing the tide a little up . . . that would work.
my series post for today published to my Substack at the link. The pumpkins image is from the Instagram of Parlee Farms in Tyngsboro, Massachusetts.
New York with the tweens all sitting on the sofa clutching their cell phones while the sourdough bread rises in the kitchen. A new Martha Stewart recipe and a husband who doesn’t always like those, but all the strange herbs left out. Hopefully it will taste like his grandmother’s bread. Living in memory, it is, with hot loaves left to cool on racks and grandchildren who dug out the middle with a spoon and snacked away, the butter running down their chins. That wonderful, but trying to capture every bread moment in real time impossible.
my new short fiction piece published to my Substack at the link if you’d like to read the rest
waltzing on air as far to the north in an abandoned cemetery somewhere in the north of Greenland the children run as dusk falls and the werewolves emerge from their autumnal nap . . .
my series post for today published to my Substack at the link if you’d like to see it. The image is paper art from Makerie Studio of New York and London.
Bellevue Shopping Square exterior showing patio, Bellevue, Washington, USA. 1948 image. American. Dearborn-Massar, architects. Moore and Moore, photographers. Dearborn-Massar Photograph Collection, University of Washington Libraries Special Collections. Originally under copyright. via https://digitalcollections.lib.washington.edu/digital/collection/dearmassar/id/178/rec/1
Bellevue Shopping Square Exterior, Bellevue, Washington. 1948 image. American. Dearborn-Massar, architects. Moore and Moore, photographers. Dearborn-Massar Photograph Collection University of Washington Libraries Special Collections. Originally under copyright. https://digitalcollections.lib.washington.edu/digital/collection/dearmassar/id/209/rec/3Bellevue Shopping Square Interior showing retail space, Bellevue, Washington. Shoe department of one of the stores. 1948 image. American. Dearborn-Massar, architects. Moore and Moore, photographers. Dearborn-Massar Photograph Collection University of Washington Libraries Special Collections. Originally under copyright. https://digitalcollections.lib.washington.edu/digital/collection/dearmassar/id/1122/rec/4Bellevue Shopping Square Interior showing retail space, Bellevue, Washington. 1948 image. American. Dearborn-Massar, architects. Moore and Moore, photographers. Dearborn-Massar Photograph Collection University of Washington Libraries Special Collections. Originally under copyright. https://digitalcollections.lib.washington.edu/digital/collection/dearmassar/id/218/rec/5Crabapple Restaurant,Bellevue Shopping Square, interior view of dining room, Bellevue, Washington. 1955 image. American. Dearborn-Massar, architects. Moore and Moore, photographers. Dearborn-Massar Photograph Collection University of Washington Libraries Special Collections. Originally under copyright. https://digitalcollections.lib.washington.edu/digital/collection/dearmassar/id/2060/rec/8
meandering on air as in the center of a far-away galaxy the archangels awaken from their long night and flex their wings . . . toward Earth or the other way . . . time to wait and see . . . something not for mere humans to decide . . .
my series post for today published to my Substack at the link if you’d like to see it.
Marble tombstones of Charles and Henry Taylor, brothers who died in infancy in 1887. Victorian. Location not given. Cabinet card. Image courtesy of Jack MordThe Thanatos Archive.
dancing on air as somewhere out in the great park a spark and then a roar . . . something shooting up into the sky with a descent that covers the land and sea . . . the old ones coming back from the other world beneath the ground where they have hidden . . . the veil lifting and that for good . . .
my series post for today published to my Substack at the link if you’d like to see them. The image is a photograph of 19th century mausoleums at Greenmount Cemetery in Baltimore, Maryland. One of the earliest garden cemeteries in the United States.
sparking in air as somewhere in the back of the beyond the monks in the upper reaches of the abandoned monastery church begin to chant . . . stained glass windows gone to shards and the floor of the nave to grass . . . a peek in on tiptoes as the procession begins . . . incense in front being swayed in arcs and a cat and donkey in the back making the most dreadful howls . . .
my series post for today published to my Substack at the link-
whirling in air on the wail of a zephyr’s last gasping breath as on a secluded beach somewhere in the southern seas the necromancer puts down his magic spear and stares into the whorls of mother-of-pearl in an ancient oyster shell . . . things to save and things to let go and who to survive . . . another few days and it will be known . . . you to go or maybe me
My series post for today published to my Substack at the link if you’d like to see it