The toilet was clogged again this morning. I have to go to work. There is no parking. I'm going to have to buy more moth traps for the kitchen. There are too many to keep up. There is only $30…
View writing1982 “Evie, we need to do something tonight you may not like, and I hope you’ll say it’s okay.” I thought maybe Paul wanted to try a new restaurant. Maybe go out with his theater office staff and not include…
View writingSo much writing through so many years….. I am walking down the street and i see a round opening in the middle of the street…i look down the hole and i see something moving….i see deep below a very very…
View writingPeony touched the scar above her right cheek, and remembered. She had been trusting once. Not stupid, but she believed
View writingA blank piece of paper A swarming of bees in the distance The gentle curve of a wave, seen from a high hotel window A new pen to write you The slip into the blue box The thought of you…
View writingLost I lived in Los Angeles for most of my life. Our last home there was in Eagle Rock, a not yet gentrified neighborhood near Highland Park, hemmed in by freeways. Other than the private college across the street from…
View writingIsolation….it heals me… in isolation, there are no expectations, only rest, quiet and healing. People exhaust me. I’d rather hangout with dogs! Dogs love you unconditionally, and they want to cuddle all day long….for me, isolation breeds creativity…. Dogs are…
View writingNina hated going there and only went when she had no choice. Kyle Morris was still the Postmaster, same as he had been during the War and before the War. Before the War he had only been Associate Postmaster but…
View writingWhat is the origin point of an action? Of a lie? So much felt so twisted, just wrong, that Paola didn’t even know what was the worst offense. She couldn’t even get angry, because she was so deeply flustered. Should…
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