Monthly Archives: August 2012

This is your life. It’s what you make of it, it’s what you make it into. Everything that’s bad? You put yourself through. Everything wonderful? You accomplished. Everything enjoyable is yours, everything disgusting, as well. You are your messy house. … Continue reading →

She left him in the morning, left him with a note, and walked out wearing his shirt. His tie was still left, draped over the bedpost, and that was the first thing that caught his eye in the morning. He … Continue reading →

Something’s wrong with my vision. I don’t think glasses will help. Do you see the little ones, creeping and crawling over edges and corners? Sliding down the slopes and nesting in the curves? Do you see them, writhing over one … Continue reading →

Take a picture of the sun; in the center of it, sometimes, if you’re careful, that’s where you’ll see it. A tiny black speck. In the heart of all the light. Antibright. It’s a shadow in the middle of the … Continue reading →

They called it Project Oxygen. It was meant to be something helpful, as progress always is. Make technology available, as prevalent as the air we breathe, the designers cried, dreaming of bathtubs that would never scald you, homes that could … Continue reading →