Tag Archives: prose poem

Pursuit from the Train Station

Posted on August 20, 2010 by Eric Zimmerman

Thick angry smoke Lurches above the train And the engine wheezes As it rests in the hot sun. A woman slinks From the passenger car. She has no luggage Except a small satchel Held tightly to her side. She has … Continue reading →

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A Game of Wittage

Posted on August 13, 2010 by Eric Zimmerman

Tendrils of smoke drift Like mist in a swamp. Four men sit straight Like trees They pay no mind to the flies Buzzing. Three of them just focus On winning back the money From the Indian foreigner at the table. … Continue reading →

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Mirrored Sands

Posted on August 5, 2010 by Eric Zimmerman

Yesterday’s post was the final installment of the Mirrored Sands short story. So, I thought I would assemble the posts and put them in one place. Yes, you can use the tags to get them all, but it lists them … Continue reading →

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Meet Barb

Posted on August 2, 2010 by Eric Zimmerman

Barb Pierce had the wolf’s blood Long before She had the wolfsblood. They called her Tomboy But they were wrong. Sure, she got into fights. She would punch and bite And pull hair rarely. She had an impressive scab on … Continue reading →

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Mirrored Sands, Part 6

Posted on July 7, 2010 by Eric Zimmerman

Ruins of the Cultivators Are not uncommon. They spread to every system Known and forgotten. They catalogued every world Every scrap of rock. Wherever they went They built. Whatever they built They defended. The ashes of their empire Have long … Continue reading →

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Mirrored Sands, Part 5

Posted on June 29, 2010 by Eric Zimmerman

One week ago Pritchard Jrak arrived with no intention Of vaporizing Nearly one quarter Of the Trade Station Little Eye. Of causing Instantaneous Decompression Suffocating and incinerating Over a hundred beings. Like most who came to this crossroads on the … Continue reading →

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Mirrored Sands, Part 4

Posted on June 28, 2010 by Eric Zimmerman

Martek bows slightly, Not too deep. Just enough to match the respect the villagers are giving. “I apologize for our zeal. We are looking For a fugitive. A foreigner.” A scowl in her voice, “Funny coming from a zealot.” Martek … Continue reading →

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Mirrored Sands, Part 3

Posted on June 25, 2010 by Eric Zimmerman

Lieutenant Raim looked over Domed huts covered in a fine silver dust. This is what passed for a village On this rock. The people are hard. Scabs. Burnouts. Witters. Mirrs. Natives and nomads. Descendants of the workers Who quit before … Continue reading →

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Mirrored Sands, Part 2

Posted on June 22, 2010 by Eric Zimmerman

Mirror wasn’t entirely useless. It has been home to mining operations for centuries. And nomadic tribes of former miners Squeezing a living From a mostly poisonous rock. Sensors swept over the surface As Martek watched the screens, Looking And looking, … Continue reading →

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The Melting Prose

Posted on June 18, 2010 by Eric Zimmerman

My last post was straight up prose. You may have noticed. I’m calling it out not because there’s anything wrong with that, or that’s going to be unusual. Maybe it will be, maybe not. I had considered editing it into … Continue reading →

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