The hummingbird feeder was empty again. I was standing in the kitchen looking at the empty hummingbird feeder hanging from the eaves outside the window. It was swinging slightly in a breeze that was beginning to pick up, swinging slightly and I was looking through the drawers for the sugar to mix some sugar water when I heard him in the next room, whispering again.
Category Archives: Pain Suit
How to be eaten by a tiger
First, you go into the woods with your small child. You have to go at just the right time of day, late afternoon, and you must make no sound; you might have to remind the child to be quiet, no talking.
Pain Suit
Do you ever wonder how much pain you could stand? Me neither, but some people you ask that question and they get a faraway look in their eyes.
Hanged Man: Author’s Disclaimer
“Hanged Man” is a work of fiction, and as such the usual disclaimer text that ‘any resemblance between the characters herein and real persons living or otherwise is purely coincidental’ applies.
The World Analgesia Association
It was late, Clark the Orderly With One Leg Shorter Than The Other had just wheeled the last client of the day out into Recovery and I was spraying air freshener around the evaluation room to get rid of the musky smell of terror when Professor K. came onto the intercom and asked to see me.
Ike & Ng
The first time you lose one, it is a surprise. Then you get used to it, and develop a routine as far as reanimation goes. Flat-line, get out the defibrillator, et cetera.