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Writing.

The Tick

Descending from the heights of a ceiling, the red tick lands on a boy’s desk. Momentarily he is flicked off by the boy and floats to the depths of the floor.
Then the boy’s observations begin: he looks under the direct left and front right and back desk, contorting himself in his chair to hunt all [...]

Welcome to the Neighborhood

Put the key in the lock and turn, that’s how you get in – but time might slow down the closer you get to opening the lock. If you manage to open the lock, you can borrow my lawnmower. Welcome to the neighborhood.

Eraser’s Lament

Oh! What unfairness of the universe has compelled the craftsman to put
me into the miserable arrangement of an eraser? I could have been a
pen – how I wish to be a pen! – which gives man the power of history.
Maybe I would have been a candle, providing a feeble, steady light to
the writer. I would [...]

Driving at Midnight

We drove for just under 50 miles through some farms and hills and I’m really not yet sure where we were but it was wonderful and I love exploring with her. In my life I don’t think I’ve been near a person who favors adventure over comfort like I do, who would prefer to go [...]

Lovers’ Meal

A table set with two plates, two cups, one large plate stacked with crêpes. Some sugar, lemons, shredded white cheddar, marmalade, and sour cherries join the pairs. Two lovers enjoy watching each other eat and discuss what they will do after their morning meal (had at six in the afternoon). To walk to the nearby [...]

Rabbit Acquaintances

So long have I been awake without sleep that my brain has given me a buzzing in my ears: a sign that its function is at despair. I think I’ll go and play with my acquaintances, the rabbits, outside. Perhaps like them I’ll jump under a speeding car. It’s their sport. I open the balcony [...]

The Pencil

A professor carelessly slams the Pencil on a table and turns to the board; he begins to talk and pulverize chalk onto the cold slab of carbon. A bored student watches the Pencil as he makes his rolling pilgrimage to the edge of the table.
“Judging by the force of friction and the velocity at which [...]

Shatner and Nimoy

I’ve been thinking recently about paying attention to lyrics in songs. Usually am not fast enough to pick up on lyrics so I have no idea what the song is about and just enjoy the nice melodies. There are a few songs that I’ve listened to so many times that I know the lyrics, such [...]