Category: Stories

  • The Book of the Sun

    [How is it that I never posted this? It's a personal favorite of mine, from 1992 shortly before I moved from LA to SF for what I thought was my last move. A. was talking about his dreams today and I thought of it.] My room grows larger, and daily there is less in it,…

  • The Magic Coat

    Pablo F—-mann was his name – is his name, as far as I know. A percussionist, composer and graduate student at school with me in the late 1980s. Handsome, coolly sexy: a slightly wolfish face, gray eyes, always a bit unshaven. He grew up in South America – and yes, I know what you’re thinking,…