Archives mensuelles : avril 2014

Funny. I didn’t mention writing.

Publié le 8 avril 2014 par

Draw. Smoke. Sip wine. Read. Wash a dish or whatever. Repeat. The new step to the cycle is the drawing. Well I am no artist and I know I am supposed to practice and I paid all this money to … Lire la suite →

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Becoming More Human

Publié le 8 avril 2014 par

It’s like I’m rubbing my nose in it. The sitting on my ass, the eating fast food as I drive, the not going for a run, the not going to the gym. Part of it is that it’s my last … Lire la suite →

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Snapshot 01

Publié le 1 avril 2014 par

It had been a lovely evening. “Good night.” “Good night.” A peck. But on the lips. “I don’t know what we’re doing.” “I don’t know either.” — I can’t see it at all anymore. I don’t know what’s good or … Lire la suite →

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Flash-fiction 01: Birth

Publié le 1 avril 2014 par

Her name was Chrissy Lee. She was twenty-nine years old and she worked at an office downtown. An office that handled the sales of office supplies, which she thought was ironic and funny in a disdainful sort of way. Paperwork. … Lire la suite →

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