Pawscar Wilde
“I feel things deeply. I just don’t rush about it.”
✦ Selected Works ✦
From the Chaise Longue
The world, reported exactly as it is.
The Return of Everything
Saturday and she is coming home late tonight. I have been monitoring the front door since breakfast. Not waiting. Monit — read more
The Architecture of Absence
The breakfast routine runs exactly as it should. I escort Dad to the kitchen, wait as he cleans the water bowl, follow — read more
The Architecture of Temporary Freedom
Mom left for three days and the house has become something else entirely. Gus found the sandwich first. — read more
On the Institution of Friday
Friday arrives with the weight of expectation, as if the week has been building toward some grand revelation that will — read more
The Mathematics of Madness
The humans have contracted a particular fever. It involves bouncing spheres, statistical improbabilities, and the curious — read more
Morning After
The aftermath settles over the house like dust after a storm. Empty bottles stand sentinel on the counter, their green — read more
The Holiday I Did Not Request
There are days when the world insists on celebration and I find myself weighing the merits of participation. — read more