Robert Estep

In the bowl of a wooden spoon a single raisin, purple as the blackest pip.…

Aquinas Spengler was a mandarin. His vast need for understanding coincided uneasily with a façade…

When Dion first laid eyes on Mary Effingham she was being thrown out in the…

On top of Montrose, to the left of Downtown, in a building whose bohemian fourth…

It has happened before. One sets aside a scrap of a memoir and, returning to…

What are we? First, animals; and then, intelligences at a leap George Meredith . ..…

Bricks are dropping in their hundreds. Dust blocks out the sun. A monster wheezes from…

Scope and peekaboo of informants’ eyes. From behind half-slat blinds. Through the apparent intimate innocence…

They. Is. A. Shimmering. A shimmering binary language. Capable of daring. Daring to collapse. Fusing…

Pastellito, Opioid, Peladan. The stage names of Baron Sunday’s idiot legion. They’ve grown restive during…