Well all right then. She has to be around 22. Not much older, or she wouldn’t have such a diversity of friends, friends of different heritages. She can’t really be living in center city? Unless Jasmina is the European version of the name. But then it would be Jasmin. And what to make of Trevor? […]
moreAt the organic store. Indeed, I am doing the right thing. At least I like to think it’s the right thing. I even use someone else’s recycled plastic bag.After unloading the groceries at home, I notice a note at the bottom of it. A shopping list maybe? What could it tell me about the person […]
moreA friend of mine has made a collage type painting of a man. The man is almost pop-arted to perfection. Her painting has been sold and she was happy. Yesterday, I noticed a magazine at a Gallery’s magazine at a neighbour’s house. On the cover it had that image of the man. Had my friend […]
moreConsider the relief you feel when you burst out into tears and discover it is without consequence. It is met with normalcy. Hey, shit happens. Life goes on, despite your being a big cry baby. Medics, therapists, they’re all really good at that. It’s their job to show no surprise to anything out of the […]
moreI am reading “The Book of Eve” by Marianne Frederiksson. My sister lent it to me. She said, “it’s special.” Eve wanders around in a time when humans were primal beings and knew no languages, no words. Eva herself is a transitional being, her mother gave her words, and with that came a sense of […]
moreDo we model life after the symbols that have been mapped out for us or vice versa? Pieta, a mother and her dead son. Maria and Jezus. Kathe Kollwitz was endlessly inspired by this theme. She lost a son herself. This morning I was at the pool. A young couple had arrived and were out […]
moreTwo girls in their early twenties. Friends. They wear the same style bikini’s. The bikini looks great on the one that stands knee high in the sea, one hand on her hip. She has light-blonde hair, her skin is tanned and firm. A pound or two too heavy on the hips, but she’s of the […]
moreHe puts his arms around her and cradles her. It’s his job to do so. A gentle rocking motion, back and forth. Relax, he thinks.She has asked whether he minds that she flirts with him? For example when he says, “all right then, take off your top,” she jokes, “I thought you’d never ask”. He […]
moreI had a meeting – or was it a chat? There was Jasmine tea – with a man of substance and grace and we spoke of his plans, my plans, of his projects and mine after which I stepped into the minus 5 degrees which it was outside and crossed over through slush and snow […]
moreShe had resisted going on facebook. The thought of it tired her. Facebook was all about the past. Life was now. She hadn’t gone through therapy to get over the past only to welcome it right back into her life with a click of the mouse, had she? Eventually though, she had a small peek. […]
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