Measure the strands of woolen hair

Another graveyard post. "On this fragile October night, when even the gold of the fallen leaves had skuttled into the shadows, there appears a lone wisp of a figure. Her top half was a little too heavy, and her bottom too thin. But it was her hair which was the color of eternity that she … Continue reading Measure the strands of woolen hair

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Headaches and why I can’t live without them

I have terrible headaches. I have had them since I was a kid, and I've always thought that there was something wrong with me. I think I was around 12 when I diagnosed myself with having an ischemic stroke, and I was absolutely and terrifyingly wrong. Absolutely, because there was no way that could have … Continue reading Headaches and why I can’t live without them

Scotch and make it scorching: rewrite 10.10.2017

A companion piece to: Lady Ostentatious "Scotch, and make it scorching" The bartender peered across the haze of smoke and sweaty heat waves to recognize whatever it was that sat before him, and it was most definitely not a man. "Lady!" he laughed as if it was all a great big joke. "As the only sober … Continue reading Scotch and make it scorching: rewrite 10.10.2017

When one goes exploring the universe with one’s best friend and they happen upon its edge.

And Starr and Oliver stood together at the very edge of the entire universe hand in hand. Looking down, there was so much to see. So much loneliness, so much joy, so much loss, and so much strength. There was so much color where there was emptiness and so much emptiness in the places teeming … Continue reading When one goes exploring the universe with one’s best friend and they happen upon its edge.