She loved catching Off Broadway shows, watching random celebrities in off-kilter humor. She once saw Parker Posey doing a phenomenally quirky job and became her biggest fan. She caught Posey’s films, one after the other. Then life got complicated and she didn’t catch any other Posey films. Where […]
She held on tightly to her pepper spray. It was a pretty device and she hoped she wouldn’t have to use it. But she was always prepared. Her life was filled with dark alleys and lonely tunnels. She wanted to run or jump up high to […]
Everyone in the neighborhood knew her as the lady with the shopping cart. Everywhere and anytime she could be found with it. Her idea was that one never would know when you needed to carry stuff that was just to much to bear. It seemed too close […]
Let me tell you a story. Talk? Dance? What did it all matter when there was a wheelbarrow to turn? There was no crowd to please. Where have you been all my life? I hide. I run. I shake. I shiver. I breathe. I sigh. I need […]
A blue mouse isn’t individualism: Run The bins stand still. She has watched too many action movies lat eat night. She kept turning back to look at the bins expecting an escaped prisoner to jump out and run across the room. She stared at her pretty blue mouse. […]
What was that yellow turnwheel spot? Before coming down to the stacks, she was afraid of being alone and being crushed by others living their lives. She then breathed loudly so others would know of her existence. She was invisible to herself; why wouldn’t she be to others? […]
But there will be footprints It’s been a lonely road. That he could not ignore. Now, although near his death, he felt more inter-connected than ever. He thought he would beat it. Now that he knows better he is at peace. However short his destiny he was going […]
One day she would mightily, forcefully breathe again She put her slipper on as the garden was pretty hard on her sensitive feet. That sculpture haunted her, kept her company. It was going to devour her just like everything else in this world had lately. Its bony fingers […]
Tears on a leaf on a lonely path Tears on a leaf mistaken for raindrops from the sky. A lonely hike on a lonely path. She seeks salvation but her mind cannot rest. She climbs higher and higher but there is no end in sight. She wanders as […]
The emotional spigot Living life with an emotional spigot can be hard at times. You can keep the faucet shut and allow emotional drips here and there. Then occasionally you need to widely open that faucet so that the emotions can flood out and not swell up one’s […]
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