My journey from the bottom of the world went through many countries and cities, too many jobs to remember and two marriages, all the way to nowhere.
Tag: Family
Armchair
A vanishing lifescape full of energy and joy and sorrow— gone now, a rich painting erased from the frame of life by time and fate.
Stop the biscuits from dancing
She showered a lot that summer. That was the sound he heard most. The shower, with Julie inside it. He was in his study trying to write. He wrote, but not what he had intended to write. He wrote about a disturbingly Beautiful girl in his shower.