He sat beside the window and waved her goodbye. She watched him leave, her head following the boneshaker till the cloud of smoke from its exhaust pipe slowly settled, leaving dust where the rickety bus once stood. In silence, she turned around towards whence she had come; through the ticket office, into a porch, then … Continue reading As You Are: My Husband, My Friend.
From the wired netting of her window she stared blankly at leaves collectively swaying to their own gentle rhythm. It was that time of day between 5 P.M and 6, where if you were not too caught up in traffic or closing shop or engaged in some activity that demanded a certain degree of your … Continue reading Between the Hours: A Boring Look, at a Tired Existence.
Even as the sun sinks beneath two mountain peaks As certain to rise again as I am to be alive the day after tomorrow, I contemplate the could have beens that never was. So many of them, scattered in a history of high adrenaline conversations finally caving in to exhaustive hellos and how are you's … Continue reading On Another Could Have Been (A Soliloquy From the Third Perspective)
From the balcony, a chubby teenage girl in glasses noticed a blue van pull in through the rain. She put down the novel she had been so engrossed in but seconds before and took off her glasses. Downstairs she could hear her mom and dad rush outside, she watched as they placed an umbrella over … Continue reading Fat 2: Family Ties and Lost Love
She stared at the fat blob in front of the mirror in disgust, that it moved when she moved, lifted its arm when she did hers annoyed her. Frustrated, she turned away from the mirror towards the closet, the phone rung downstairs. ”god damn it” Naked, she walked down the stairs with some reluctance, “this … Continue reading Fat #1 (the prologue of sorts)
The skinny old man was shaking all over as he led him inside, the odor around him sinister. What was it really with mortuary-men and alcohol? The ghost stories were not real, they couldn’t be. If God did not exist, then ghosts didn’t either, and hell, he knew for a fact God didn’t