He says you’re a good for nothing chic. He calls you a blood sucking daughter of a female dog. You’re an ingrate, he says. You can’t be trusted. You are unbelievable. How dare you? He asks. You played with my heart, he says. You sigh. He wears a look of disgust and disappointment. This is…
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Salsa Bae
This one started with a tweet. I saw it last Saturday evening. I’d returned from two days of idyllic views. I’d seen the Alps with clouds of white coating covering the rocks. I’d seen trees blooming high up the mountains. They stood in resistance to the cold and paraded their greenery to whoever cared to…
Kiss from the Muse
Dear Good People, It is with a mildly heavy heart that I announce this post will most likely be rugged with no defined plot. I take responsibility for it. I was distracted by a girl. She shot me off tangent when I should’ve been drafting my story. Then I got glued on to that rectangular…
My Place and Random Thoughts
I moved in to a new apartment last weekend. It’s a studio. That’s a sexy name for a bed-sitter. Truth is, it’s bigger than the bed-sitter you might have seen back home. I’ll take this new place any day over the hotel room I stayed in for the first three weeks of this month. I…
Thirty
You’ll wake up on your 30th birthday in a hotel room. It’s a Bed and Breakfast lodging close to the Central Station. You’ll reach for the switch and turn on your bedside lamp. Your white sheets and duvet will bounce the light around the room. You’ll squint, stretch your arms and let out a morning…
Fort and Beautiful
She misses him. And her being hasn’t yet agreed to it. Her shoulder just dropped. She doesn’t have a logical explanation for what is happening to her. Her heart which is built of strong muscles feels weak and sick at every beat. She can feel the flow of blood at every inch of her vessels….
Guten Tag!
The old lady in my building who for about two months was afraid of me finally said hi yesterday. I think she was cornered by her own conscience. She had run out of reasons to be afraid of me. She figured I didn’t bite even though I have vampire teeth. My teeth don’t scare her…
Krankenhaus
My right knee has been acting like a cantankerous cry baby. I gave it painkillers. It didn’t give two-hoots. It rolled in the grass with spurts of tears and got itself locked in a thorny shrub. That was another invitation for it to wail even more. It stamped its feet and cried, “I want my…