Favoured

I kept looking back at him. Clearly, I couldn’t leave him so turned around. At first, I bent over a bit, looking down and speaking in a half-whisper. That didn’t work. I squatted, then knelt. The pavement felt like ice. Was he breathing? I couldn’t tell. Tears pushed through. I continued speaking softly. “Can you …

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Through the Drips…

Had another blog nicely prepared. Was all puffed up about it, too. Felt like I might be on a roll and it felt good. Seconds before I click PUBLISH, however, doubt hits. It’s not that great, really, I tell myself. Too heavy. Too normal. It’s all been said before. I close the computer. Dejected, frustration …

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A curse by any other name…

My last blog post was incomplete. Some of them are. It's not intentional. I mean, it’s like this. I get excited about a random idea that seems pretty simple. I start writing, then, boom! Ideas and words and thoughts and more words and more ideas explode onto the page. Before you know it, I’m in …

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Mirror, Mirror…

Her jaw moved fast. Up and down and up and down. Different than when you’re cold and your teeth chatter, hers clicked like a typewriter, only softer. The clacking stopped when she spoke, then started again as soon as she stopped. I assumed the movement was involuntary. Dishevelled, she wore layers of clothing, each as …

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