Michael Garrett AugustineCircle BackWhen familiarity leaves you whining if we’re there yet; when eyes glaze over the New York Times refreshed and unchanged once again; when…Mar 1, 2020Mar 1, 2020
Michael Garrett AugustineWake Up, Have a Cup:What if we were blind to Life’s finest?Apr 27, 2019Apr 27, 2019
Michael Garrett AugustineTime Out (flash fiction)As I squint sweat from the corners of my eyes, a hummingbird humps away from a nearby flowerbed. Following my lunchtime run, I’ve got a…Dec 20, 2017Dec 20, 2017
Michael Garrett AugustineForgone Errands (flash fiction)With a leg ’cross Trotsky, my Honda two-wheeler, I hear the Cambodians call next door. It’s something about a New Year, like it’s 1999…Aug 21, 2017Aug 21, 2017
Michael Garrett AugustineTossed ’n’ Turned (flash fiction)Cravings toss me around, extended spin. We stand atop beat-down snow banks outside a mute pub.Aug 21, 2017Aug 21, 2017
Michael Garrett AugustineWendy & HamletTwo pairs of legs cross steaming blacktop in lockstep. Kneecap to thigh, they appear like the sort to scramble or stumble to keep one…May 26, 2017May 26, 2017
Michael Garrett AugustineThese / Those‘Emotions like these tread water.’ Jasper thought the line witty enough to ink it along his ribs a few hours ago. He now sat outside his…May 23, 2017May 23, 2017
Michael Garrett AugustineCrescendo (a narrative poem)If you ask me, the good times were meant to roar.Feb 13, 20171Feb 13, 20171
Michael Garrett AugustineThe Best Phở:The best phở is not the cheapest. That phở is down the block from my house and costs me just 75¢; it’s vegetarian, has the freshest limes…Jan 2, 2017Jan 2, 2017
