Startled, I awake. Open my eyes and quickly squeeze them shut again. Tight. So tight little bursts of red flare out. There’s movement. I’m moving. No, not me personally. I’m just sitting really. Yet moving all the same. The constant hum of motion. A background whir. Feverish. The seat is vibrating beneath me. Sticky against my buttocks. The feel of hot vinyl.
Michael Mirolla is a Toronto, Canada-based novelist, short story writer and poet with a novel--Berlin--and collection of short stories—The Formal Logic of motion—under his belt. One of the stories from the collection, “A Theory of Discontinuous Existence,” was also selected for the The Journey Prize Anthology, awarded for the year's best short fiction published in literary magazines in Canada.