(Part 1 is here) JC Sunshine was tired. He hadn’t been getting enough sleep. With nothing to do, doing nothing can be, at times, almost unbearable. This bus ride wouldn’t provide much opportunity for sleep, either. It would be rather … Continue reading
I’m not from this dimension, at least not originally. I was originally born on a distant planet in the star system known here on Earth as the constellation Pleiades. I came to earth and incarnated in a body as a human… Continue reading
New moon and I’m born through pain,
crying out as the light blinds any sight,
beginnings with meagre moments of delight,
clinching cherished flickers of fragile life. Continue reading
“Have a good trip Mr. Cohen,” the man had said to me.
Well, it wasn’t the man that had said it. It was what my students were saying to me at 2:15 on Friday, just after the bell rang and they were heading out the door. The old man on the other hand… Continue reading
The news wasn’t good. It was so bad, in fact, that you could tell even with the sound off. The anchor’s face showed sadness, concern and even a little bit of anger. The Hands of Justice, a mysterious group pledged to bring down the Bolognian government, had struck again. There was no way to find them, either. They had fled to the rural expanse, an area outside of the city where Bolognian Security had very little influence, if any… Continue reading
i have a syndrome. a disorder. a dis/ease
i’m told that i’m less than normal
but i know Continue reading
I’ve never been a fan of waking up,
foresaking my dreams has never attracted me.
I’d rather be lost in a world of imagination,
never having to face the cold reality of truth…
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It was on my walk when I suddenly realized that if I were to do this experiment right, without cheating, I shouldn’t even go back into my room. Dead people don’t re-enter rooms… Continue reading
It’s that awkward moment when… You’re naked in bed with a boy you’ve just made out with on a rooftop. Looking up at the little toy cross On top of the big, dark mountain. That awkward moment where you bring … Continue reading
A small flame heats a covered section of the bar terrasse. It’s for the smokers and their bewildered though accommodating friends. There’s life outside at night. Contained life, temporary life. A glimmer of July in the middle of January. It … Continue reading