My Early Night
I was tired so I went to bed. It was midnight. I had blown my nose, turned on the fan and switched off the light. I was having an early night. It would be good.
Ten minutes later, after ten tempestuous minutes of clasping my eyes shut and trying to align my head so [...]
I remember thinking that the Barge Man was brave. The last time he’d been in the pub he’d been thrown out – physically. He’d intruded, sat at our table, insisting on performing magic tricks (which consisted of getting too close to the women and intimidating them). I did not think he was not much of [...]
Moth
He’s kissing me and I’m kissing him back. We’re completely tangled up in each other. We’ve only ever been friends. Before now. Before this. We would confide crushes and listen to records and stay up all night, never once letting anything like this happen. Until now.
Things hadn’t felt any different. He’d driven me home like [...]
Disappearing Senses
Years ago in the first quiet of a winter morning, before the house awakens to warmth from the fireplace and movement of its inhabitants, my sister, brother and I sit at the top of the staircase in our fleece pajamas and fuzzy animal slippers.
“Is it time yet?” my brother asks.
“We have to wait for [...]
That light, that night
The flowers made me suspect it, gave me reason to suspect it, but the illnesses confirmed it. And I have to tell you, I’m a little worried; things haven’t been the same here since that light, that night.
I think I’d like to blame it on the smoking ban. If that hadn’t been [...]
The Lion
He’s late,” says the art director, leaning on a wall outside in the Florida sunlight. People look at watches.
“We’re calling his manager’s mobile,” he says, “but there’s no answer.”
People roll their eyes and snicker. “It’s a joke, man. C. P time.” The person we’re waiting for is a hip hop star. They are [...]
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