Posted in Short Stories on Feb 7th, 2013
„There was this woman. Tall, blonde (of course), lovely curved red stained lips with a light spot on the right side. The rest was all necklace, jeans, boots and some abundant baggage in the front, if you know what I mean. She moved easily, lambent curves, soft hips, tight muscles, a dream of a woman. […]
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Posted in Short Stories on Feb 1st, 2013
Oh those evil evil crows! They are here again. Everywhere. One. Two. Three. Many. Oh so many! What’s with them gathering in nowhere land? Attending black magic festivities, orgies, sacrifices, watching movies, nibbling popcorn? Are they normal? As opposed to me? They are always here. Same spot. You could adjust all variables of the world […]
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Posted in Short Stories on Jun 26th, 2012
‘It is not that trite,’ said the tall mustached man, ‘You see, it all shatters with the fact that I have a very small bed. I am afraid of my own bed! Imagine that!’ The psychotherapist felt at a loss. They had been discussing how to avoid tight places for the last eight sessions eliminating […]
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Posted in Short Stories on May 31st, 2012
‘Forty two,’ said the little boy as he carefully placed his finished red paper heart in the round cardboard box. He closed the lid. Closed his eyes. So tired. His big watermelon smile proved that he was more than pleased with his achievement. ‘Thirty five to gooooooo!’ his mother exclaimed, pretending to be cheery. She […]
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