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Repost: What? #8

I wrote this a couple of years ago now and felt it appropriate to repost it now. Enjoy! Jessica watched him at the window. He was lost in thought as the sun and snow created a disco ball effect of … Continue reading

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Repost: What? #8

I wrote this a couple of years ago now and felt it appropriate to repost it now. Enjoy! Jessica watched him at the window. He was lost in thought as the sun and snow created a disco ball effect of … Continue reading

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What? #11

I sat alone in the dark. The slow steady thrum of my breath kept clock time for me. The misty, moist cloud that escaped my mouth and evaporated in the moonlight was my entertainment. That one looked like a cloud. … Continue reading

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Repost: What? #8

I wrote this last year and felt it appropriate to repost it now. Enjoy! Jessica watched him at the window. He was lost in thought as the sun and snow created a disco ball effect of light on his face. … Continue reading

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What? #10

He drove across the bridge with no small measure of trepidation. It was one of those dark, threatening days where it never rains but you are always sure it will. He glanced at his face in the mirror and saw … Continue reading

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What? #9

The smells always made him cringe. He knew he had a job to do but this part of it always left him cold and nauseous. Poking through all the wet bits to see what special extracts he could glean from … Continue reading

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What? #8

Jessica watched him at the window. He was lost in thought as the sun and snow created a disco ball effect of light on his face. She could see he was pensive though she couldn’t tell if he was happy, … Continue reading

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What? #7

Your hand rested on mine as we sat.  That kind of slow, detached smile was on your lips as you looked at me.  Here, but there.  The corners of my lips moved up a touch but you couldn’t see.  I … Continue reading

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What? #6

He was supposed to be somewhere, he knew. Whatever that was, it was lost on the chill and the mist of the fall night. He closed his eyes, mostly, a trickle of light bled through the lids creating a dull kaleidoscope in his vision. The first sip of whisky poured back over his tongue creating its own sensations and the warm trail made its way down the pipe. Continue reading

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Judgement

We all have a sick, dark side. A short exploration of mine is here… Continue reading

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