Rabbet Joints: Avatar Continua
When I was married, I’d sat at my desk for four months waiting to be transferred to another department, and because none of my superiors… Read More »Rabbet Joints: Avatar Continua
Lenore's collections include "Tap Dancing on the Silverado Trail" (2011) from Finishing Line Press, “Sh’ma Yis’rael” (2007) from Pudding House Publications, and "Cutting Down the Last Tree on Easter Island" (West End Press, 2012). Her writing has won recognition from Poets&Writers (finalist in California Voices contest) and as a finalist for Pablo Neruda Prize, Nimrod International Journal. The Society for Technical Communication has recognized her work regarding Technical Literacy in the schools. All material is copyrighted on this site and cannot be used without the author's permission.
When I was married, I’d sat at my desk for four months waiting to be transferred to another department, and because none of my superiors… Read More »Rabbet Joints: Avatar Continua
I’m running down the side of this volcanic mountain and I get my toe stuck on this overhang. In the distance, I see a ghoul… Read More »Here Comes Another One
Doctor said I’m supposed to start my day with a good breakfast. Last visit, my daughter had deposited a ten-pound bag of French roast beans… Read More »Avatar Creator Drinks Coffee
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard that story plus the parts about his being an alcoholic. When you’re somebody’s avatar, you get… Read More »The Avatar Talks
For the first time in years I could see veins on leaves and recognize moles on faces, which was well worth wearing a patch and… Read More »Introducing the Avatar
Not sure what else to say except it was too much, couldn’t be the tough everyone wanted, no blood coursing through my veins like humans tinkered together by He Who Shall Not Be Named,… Read More »Golem Says Goodbye
I’ll be answering to myself while I look for him, he who left the premises so long ago, but now when I stand inside the… Read More »Coda of Christmas Humbugs
To tell the truth, bleeding has never gone over big in my family; golems are of a more solitary silicone nature, but then there’s the… Read More »Promissory Note from Golem
All shadows in the world are screams and like stones plopped in water, they form consecutive rings, each one becoming wider than the next until… Read More »Graveler
I got dealt the right hand, but didn’t know what was left of me. Stepping on broken glass, a breeze cried out and hopped over… Read More »Golem Doesn’t Get Jack