"How quickly you forget to be kind", said the garden snail, "In the time
it takes to remove my gaze you have replaced kindness with self pity."
I tell stories from life fragments - arranging reality flat upon the page until it shows signs of order. Recently, the process has been here in this public space.
Friday, April 11, 2014
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Friday, April 4, 2014
All
of a sudden, Dustbunny remembered Angela. She was someone he had known
many years past, it must have been a song on the radio. He remembered
her long, thin, pale arms. He wondered if she was still alive? Probably
not. He remembered her brown eyes and it made him sad that he supplied
her the poison that removed their luster. He was sad for a bit, then he
made a resolution to do something kind before the day was done.
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