Aug 4, 2008 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
The heavy man pointed the tip of his cane towards the rows of lights that were coming on, down below. “In the evening,” he said, “with this stick I take my walk in the city. I choose a street, a row of lamps, and I follow it, like this… I stop...
Jul 20, 2008 | Lies, Short Stories, Truth & Lies |
The Educational Experience What a wonderful time you’ll have, we told them, when the experience is over, done, completed. You will all, we told them, be more beautiful than you are now, and more employable too. You will have a grasp of the total situation; the...
Apr 12, 2008 | Lies, Poetry, Truth & Lies |
I was run over by the truth one day. Ever since the accident I’ve walked this way So stick my legs in plaster Tell me lies about Vietnam. Heard the alarm clock screaming with pain, Couldn’t find myself so I went back to sleep again So fill my ears with...
Feb 14, 2008 | Lies, My Lies, Poetry, Truth & Lies |
Don’t worry, he said, taking her hand. I’m not, she said, taking it back. We’ll jump off together, he assured. You’ve already jumped, she pointed out. Well that’s true. There’s a difference between free-falling and flying. Yeah, you know where you’re...
Jan 7, 2008 | Lies, Poetry, Truth & Lies |
they enter the new world naked, cold, uncertain of all save that they enter. all about them the cold, familiar wind- now the grass, tomorrow the stiff curl of wildcarrot leaf one by one objects are defined- it quickens: clarity, outline of leaf but now the stark...
