The decrepit couple shuffled their way into the diner, they were dusted with snow and didn’t bother to brush it off. They had to be in their 90’s, it took a solid New York minute to traverse the ten feet from the doorway to their booth. “Where’s my bag Bill, I TOLD YOU TO BRING […]
Read more "Breakfast at the Shelby Cafe"It’s so fucking hard to be a dog in India. No one pets them, people stand away and keep their hands close, just-in-case. Like being a man in America, but who would trust THAT dog. Who, in their right mind anyway. Dogs carry disease and go from docile to snarling in less than a heartbeat. […]
Read more "So fucking hard to be a dog in India…"Approximately 22,000,000 minutes ago my mother died. I have felt angry that she died for most of this time, angry, betrayed, abandoned. I am trying to reconcile those feelings with the reality of the situation and I am certain she didn’t want to die – it was an aneurysm that killed her. She didn’t leave […]
Read more "Putting down my burden."Cara saw it at the end of the porch where the spider built it weeks ago, it was a good place for a web. The golden morning light was shining in just the right way. She said “you should take a picture, it will only be like that for a few minutes” I hesitated for a […]
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