The Man Who Came Out of Hell

              He would lean heavily on his sword cane, though he was in good shape and his gaunt frame couldn’t have been very heavy. It was as if he had discovered the hidden weight of existence, some heaviness that hangs in the air, and he couldn’t ignore it, it dragged him down. Knowledge can

Hell Ship

(Here’s a little sequel to Moby Dick. Much shorter than that tome, and with less whale lore.) The sea grew calm. For a long time it had seemed to be fighting with itself and with the sky, the horizon torn asunder between them and screaming. I had clung to my coffin like a spider to its