Dear Friend of my Heart, I was going through some old pieces of writing earlier and something peculiar and amusing… Read more Treasures, Wings and the Moon
Category: absurd
bamboozled bumfuzzled
Dear friend of my heart, phlegmatically achromatic, neither a pinch, nor a slip, not even an off-beat ecstatic, this evening… Read more bamboozled bumfuzzled
Live wood. Dead wood. Undead wood.
dark tan… jumping a branch that shouldn’t’ve been down here… tapping fingers, fingers tap dancing upon smooth ceder wood surfaces,… Read more Live wood. Dead wood. Undead wood.
The Again and Again Edition
I think I dropped my phone in your pocket, I can’t find it in either of mine but you have… Read more The Again and Again Edition
What Wasn’t in the Shadows
What had been the most eager subject of our wonderment was shadows, and shadows of all kinds… we would see… Read more What Wasn’t in the Shadows
The Writer’s Clock
“…feels like I am frozen”, said an angsty writer to a hypothetical group of people he had been imagining for… Read more The Writer’s Clock
Absurd: Comradeship and War
I feel ties of comradeship weigh down upon my chest. Buried under the crushing weight of my wounded horse, I… Read more Absurd: Comradeship and War
Out of Petals; Blown out of Measure?
…at your service, your Majesty. A million smiles to your one. Actually, the millions have forgotten all reasons to smile.… Read more Out of Petals; Blown out of Measure?
She’s Scary! She Should Sleep!
A glance so glancy that her eyes bleakly resembled the dusk in those heavy brief moments when it was directed… Read more She’s Scary! She Should Sleep!
Change
The evening was visibly pregnant with another night when a dear friend decided to never use her front door again,… Read more Change
