Author Archives: thespringtimebandit

The following manuscript was found Tibetan monastery contained within a polished, gold cylinder. I have translated it from Drauteck to English. Conceptually, this was difficult. Drauteck is a planet without days or years. It does not rotate and its orbit … Continue reading →

A Scream.[1] 2Oddr had to check through the files of the other accountants; and this job began each morning with  a man – whose job it was to deliver the files throughout the thirty three floors – placing a large … Continue reading →

‘Don’t be pitiful.’   A year before the execution, on May 19th, Benico got up late for work. He was distracted by a hung over Javier and an escaped cat. As a result, he forgot his umbrella and his key. … Continue reading →

  The Girl with the Little Red Flower   Mexico City station was big. Its platform pillars were painted by red brushstrokes that shone in the midday sun. There was a ticket booth and almost three restaurants (the third being … Continue reading →

The met at a Spanish café on the tiled river front of Paris. Short story writer, Jack Hare, arrived early and smoked, slyly, slowly, so he could see the ins, and the outs, of his lungs. A shy, modest man, … Continue reading →