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River
The long weekend. A little slice of hell. The boredom, the spending. The loneliness. The drinking, the smoking. THE EVERYTHING. *** This little man is playing Candy Crush This little man is playing Angry Birds This little man is checking … Lire la suite
Some days
One day. Makes me angry, these people on these sites and the things they say. « I stay active by going to the gym. » The gym. Bunch of sheep. Go for a walk! Get outside. Read a book. The gym. It’s … Lire la suite
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Marqué humanity, humans, internet dating, longing, mother, old friends, people, searching, Stephen Hughes
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Flash-fiction 03: The pet store
With absolutely no forethought or conscious knowledge of wanting such a thing, I walked into a pet store in my neighbourhood, one I’d never really noticed before and happened to be passing, on my dawdle home and bought a goldfish. … Lire la suite
What Pound has to say
To the author who gave me the “Bus driver” assignment, I wrote: <<I posted my last attempt at Bus driver. I say last because while I feel it is important to stick at a thing, sometimes it also gets to … Lire la suite
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Marqué Bukowski, fiction, Hemingway, Henry Miller, non-fiction, writing
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Flash-fiction 02: Bus driver (FINAL FINAL REVISION I MEAN IT)
The click of the seatbelt is the start of the misery. The brooding. The automatic pilot. The get me through this repetitive, mind-numbing BULLSHIT. First stop. Five on. I always count. It’s become a thing. Gives my rotting brain a … Lire la suite
Flash-fiction 02: Bus driver (LAST REVISION)
Seatbelt clicks. First stop. Five on. I always count, it’s become a thing. Gives my rotting brain a little something to do. Counting passengers. Woo wee! Well it’s one of the tricks. Then there’s the coffee runs when you’re ahead … Lire la suite
