Tag Archives: pieces

He doesn’t sleep often, save for when he’s drunk so much that he can fall into something like slumber, that more likely resembles an unconscious stupor. When this doesn’t happen, he lies awake in bed for long hours, fighting back … Continue reading →

The first words to register were “She’s dead,” and everything after that was a blur. He doesn’t think he wept, but he might’ve screamed, and he certainly broke a lot of things–furniture, walls, bones–over the next few hours. He doesn’t … Continue reading →

Some folks are workaholics, the kind of people who just can’t let a project sit still. They’re the kind of people who have eight thousand things going on at once, the kind that never stop fidgeting, never slow down until … Continue reading →

Word on the street is that the price of dreams is pretty high. I can get ’em for you cheap, though. Just don’t ask whose dreams they are — sometimes it’s better when you don’t know. Last week, I sold … Continue reading →

Memories should come sepia-toned, or maybe greyed out, so that the world is less… harsh. Play with the brightness and contrast, and in the end, there are dimly moving shadows humming forgotten songs; they all constitute what we used to … Continue reading →