Every now and again I rediscover some long forgotten corner of my vasty web empire and have to clean out an overgrown comments moderation queue. For a while there was a rash of spam comments made up of seemingly random bits of strung together prose. They stopped appearing a couple years ago. But I recently …
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Umbrella
Tomas looked down from the balcony. This house, the house he’d grown up in, was old, faded. The cool blues and sweet melons of his childhood forgotten and replaced with dry grays and dingy mustards. It was as if his mother had taken all of the color with her when she left. Papa had told …
Line-by-Line
When I left, it was winter. I had arrived on a clear cold August night. Stopping on the butte overlooking the canyon, I wondered if there was any reason not to simply continue riding north. To be continued… First line courtesy of The Oracle. But yours won’t be the same.
Redemption is Easy
A real story needs a messy ending.
Leonard Cohen — Machine of Death
Leonard Cohen The attendant held out the distinctive yellow and orange envelope. “Thank you Mr. Su” he said cheerfully as Kam took the envelope. “Have a nice day, Sir.” Kam stepped out of the arcade into the Pacific Avenue rush. He squinted against the low October afternoon sun. Damn, no sunglasses. He crossed the street to …