The Wingchair Traveller

Windy today, although the sun stands still, burning its intensity through the treetops. His long legs carry him far, quickly. He remains wi...

Carlo 7 am (some italian village undecided) The streets are beginning to rise out of the deathlike coma they go into every night, not ...

Down Dog You are late again. The boss is waiting for you at the door to your office.  The look on your face is that of a dog who has mi...

They say it happened at 4:02 am. But how could they know that?  Lying in his own bodily fluids, his breath had stopped at some moment, but ...

Runaway Train Adam the player. The name will forever be embedded in my mind now for all eternity.  I think what brought it there was when ...

Anais Nin, how did you do it? Put your thoughts on the page in such a way as to be, not only interesting, but spoken from the heart? Fo...