Passage
Mother was glad I visited the cathedral. I was glad too. I visited for selfish reasons, though; I visited to appreciate art and architecture….
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Gardening Experiments
The attic is small and cramped, the two work tables occupying a good portion of the space, the floor littered with all sorts of…
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Only an Aide
Lilian loved my red shoes. “They look so happy and bright,” she told me dozens of times. They don’t feel very happy and bright…
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weekend
friday you go to work drinks and say you will just have a couple. a few mates of yours have quit and today is…
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Car Man
I moved house and within two weeks my car is stolen. Welcome to the neighbourhood. The same week a neighbour down the street paints…
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Review of a Band I Hope Never to Hear from Again
Saturday night. The dark dingy back room of a pub. Four guys on stage, mostly guys off the stage. Vocals, guitar, bass and drums….
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Mensa Material
You reach over to steady the dozen drinks in their cardboard trays as you drive back to the editing suites in Santa Monica. You…
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Alone
I squeeze my left hand into a fist and look away as the phlebotomist tightens the tourniquet and comes towards me with the needle….
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Some things I have done and some things and some things that have happened to me in Sydney: the things after the things later on
Vinicius asked me why people always looked at us on the street and I asked him if they did. I started looking at people…
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