And there was another man today. He had received notice of his death, the date set between now and then. Then being no later than the end of this year. He can no longer speak. It had me thinking of the walking talking doll I asked Santa for when I was 6. The doll was […]
moreA man died today, the way many men do. I hadn’t seem him for a few years, I had always intended to though. Visit him once more and a lot after that. He and his wife lived in the country I was born. I worked there, and returned there many times. The first time I […]
moreThe man sits at the table where all the newspapers lay. He has finished his cup of coffee, a cappuccino. He is working on the newspaper’s crossword puzzles. I feel like he is trespassing somehow. Doing something that isn’t allowed. Leaving his mark on something that isn’t his, the way a graffiti artist would. I […]
moreSo she looked at me, the nanny, on passing in scuttled and quiet frenzy. A stray cat, shooed out of the breakfast room. Her boss had come now. He was a bloated white man in a linen blouse, no doubt carefully ironed by her. I could not detect a single crease. His two sons were […]
moreThese past few days, I’ve been watching an artist create a painting from scratch. She started with broad strokes. Bold and grand, she approached the canvas as if she were fencing. Sometimes correcting an area on the canvas with a big, wet, sponge. Within only a few such strokes she had captured the language of […]
moreDescribe The Scary. The Scary is black. It moves, really fast. It sits on my bed. And if I want to go upstairs to you, it stops me. It has no eyes, nor ears. No arms or legs. A big ball of blinding blackness, is what I think. Teeth? Yes, it has teeth. My son […]
moreDuring a ‘women’s only’ Christmas party, I handed all the guests a blank card. I asked them to write down what 2013 had brought them on one side of the card, and their expectations for 2014 on the other side. On reading the cards, 2013 showed varying emotions. Some experienced a year of set backs, […]
moreThis old woman. Her face is as creased as the tissue in my pocket, the one I forgot to throw away. But fumble with now. She giggles a lot. It is not a chuckle, it is a girl’s giggle. It is bereft of all worries in life. The future is yet to come when you […]
moreA woman is having lunch with her 3-year-old daughter. The woman has cool boots. The daughter wears bright pink snow boots. It isn’t so cold outside, not really. The daughter waits for her father, while the woman studies her iPhone. She mutters “hm-mm” now and then, to her daughter. And sometimes she says “shhh” when […]
more“When I find myself in times of trouble, mother mary comes to me, speaking words of wisdom: let it be. And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me, speaking words of wisdom: let it be. And when the broken-hearted people living in the world agree, there will be an […]
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