the short short story

Words have a certain beauty about them. It doesn't take a three-hundred page novel or sixty stanza poem to convey that beauty. Using no more than a paragraph, one can conjure the same power as a book, and require the reader to use just as much, if not more, imagination.

This is not a new literary genre but it is relatively unknown. Most of these are original short short stories. Those that are not are credited otherwise. When I think of new ones I write them.

I've included a lot of poetry and songwriting as well, especially recently. I hope you enjoy it all.

a rooted tree (adapted from an original song)

My body feels so empty
because my mind feels so full
This 'I's got too much logic
but those words don't mean a thing
I'm still so young at heart
--this body needs to grow
Lend me your fruit to eat
--something I don't know
My lips against your life
Their sound now comes from you
I hold so tight
Your body feels so real
while my words are all abstraction
My thoughts come and go
You are the rooted tree
around which the river flow

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