The clouds moved gradually, almost grudgingly in clatters and crowd. Each stuck religiously to his own lane, moving in silent unison like six pm traffic. A rocking chair a few miles down gravity’s smirk mimicked the clouds’ every movement and slight of hand. They seemed an old music band, moving to the same beat, reluctantly … Continue reading The Pen
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Letter from an Idealist
They said I should write about you."It's therapy", they said. I wondered how many books I'd need to encompass all the complexities that were woven together to create you. Or locks to keep this paranoia banging at the back of my head out. How long would it take for the negative nostalgia to erupt onto … Continue reading Letter from an Idealist
Twenty Fever 