Once upon a time there was a little boy who had both a dog and a monster. This boy spent his summer days with the dog traveling out with him in the morning and returning each afternoon in the hottest part of the day to cool in the shade of the back porch with the …
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Questionable
Not quite a day late, but pretty much a dollar — or a piece of software and a margin change — short. So without further ado — or proper inking — I give you the first installment of The Big G.
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.
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 …