The Fly in the Window

There’s a fly buzzing by the window

and only I can see it.

He’s a quick one zipping in circles.

I can feel his wings,

one flickering and fluttering harder than the other.

He touches down on the sill resting, perhaps,

or just waiting for the chance to leap up

and zig not zag into my eye for

a visit through my cornea and

a venture deep into my brain,

the buzzing, it grows and it hurts

and sings and stings when the fly

is inside of my brain. But I will not

let it get that far, not by the window.

I swat with a wafer thin towel,

but I miss. My palm slaps the glass.

The towel trembles, empty and sad while

the fly spirals high, smashing into the glass again and again

as though taunting my failure to connect,

and each bounce a threat to my corneas,

an invasion of my ears.

The fly continues to buzz inside my brain and

all I can hope is that soon others will here it, too.

 

Woods Hole Film Festival – HWWT Screenings

 

My film “Have Wine, Will Travel” will be playing at the 2020 Woods Hold Film Festival beginning on July 25th. You can access the Festival passes, tickets, and schedule through their website at: https://www.woodsholefilmfestival.org/

The film will be under the “Hello, Stranger” short film block.

This is exciting for us, our World Premiere and hopefully the first of many festival celebrations for us. I will be updating this page with news and bits about future screenings, as well as Q&A opportunities.

I’ll also be re-vamping my website here in the near future to provide some fresh short tales, opinions, and shared experiences in these strange times.

Until then… be safe, be healthy, be well.

Joe

The Deadtooth

Ray pulled up his sleeve, allowed the barcode on his arm to be scanned. The system processed for a beat, the black screen flickering with pale yellow numbers and letters. A green bulb flickered on the screen, meaning he’d been granted access. The doors shuttered in front of him and the tube at eye-level spritzed the cool mist of oxygen booster. Ray took a deep breath of the mist, and the second green bulb glowed.