Lia would drink a bottle or two of wine whenever that passion dwindled down for a time these days. It’s … More
Category: Living
The Homecoming (Part Four)
He sipped the tea, sat back in his chair, and closed his eyes. You can always tell a good Chinese … More
The Alarm
He dreamed he grew up so empty he became a hollow echo of resoundingly resonant invisible soundlessness. Nothing he ever … More
What’s Ahead
There was a choice in the road up ahead, should I go right, or should I go left? Night had … More
Unraveling Sleep
Winding and windingup to wound and bound tightas the tasks to grab all day’s promisescramp tension strapped up in rapt … More
As I Write This Title I Am
The thought is not to dwell in the past, or in the future,but to learn to live every moment in … More
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