January 20th, 2014 § permalink
The hallway walls are gray and white, with a linoleum floor that echoes clack clack clack as you walk down it.
Clack clack clack up four flights of stairs since the elevator’s busted. Clack clack clack past the offices of counselors drug, marriage and guidance in a hall that looks and echoes like a 1950s grade school. Clack clack clack to the end of the corridor where a blank, windowless door sits between two therapists offices. » Read the rest of this entry «
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November 25th, 2013 § permalink
Nerds.
Just a buncha goddamn nerds.
Nerds blocking the stairs. Nerds cramming the bars and taking up the booths. Nerds dressed up as the men from TV, clapping and cheering between the whams and slams on the show amid bouts of reciting each other nerd trivia.
But luckily the game ended and the nerds in jerseys left so the rest of us normals could watch the “Doctor Who” 50th anniversary episode.
“This is like Christmas!” said a girl wearing thick glasses and a T-shirt of Matt Smith fighting zombies. » Read the rest of this entry «
July 17th, 2013 § permalink
The afterlife has wine poured in plastic cups. And it has beautiful photos up on white walls. And it has old friends and old not-so-friends, all giving hugs and patting each other on the shoulders.
It has handshakes and gossip and catching up and sympathy, so much sympathy. » Read the rest of this entry «
April 15th, 2013 § permalink
His puffy, smiling face hadn’t seen a razor in days, thick white whiskers hovering between heavy stubble and thin beard.
His workman’s fingers clutched a CTA card. » Read the rest of this entry «
January 2nd, 2013 § permalink
The lovers walk by the pro shop that looks like a castle. The joggers tread lightly over the ice as the dog walkers let their companions off the leash.
And a few emo souls like me stand by the lake to think in the new year. » Read the rest of this entry «
October 26th, 2012 § permalink
It was the guy at Quimby’s who told the man in blue where he could get the stuff. » Read the rest of this entry «
September 14th, 2012 § permalink
A soft, slow, sopping morning requires coffee. It requires coffee and an almond bear claw. » Read the rest of this entry «
May 18th, 2012 § permalink
A magnificent fat crow glared at me from atop the cemetery birdbath. Under gray, clamoring clouds, it cawed a warning to me. Somewhere, a man reading Lovecraft got an erection he couldn’t explain.
I was going a’writing in a graveyard. » Read the rest of this entry «