Month: August 2023

I’VE BEEN WRITING in journals for the last twenty years, and my piles of completed notebooks are getting bigger, heavier, more cumbersome. The contents are a combination of teary confessions and notes for half-completed short stories, interspersed with black, swirling, anxiety-ridden doodles. ...See More

I didn’t notice that his fly was down at first. I thought maybe he was a bit out of it as he leaned on the front window to support himself. I peered at his face from the other side of the glass. He looked serene, beatific even, with a soft, gentle grin on his face. Then I saw the puddle forming beneath him......See More