Category : Short Stories

Tribute to eating pie… I was pretty hungry when I arrived at the local pie shop for breakfast. Cars, trucks, buses buzzed past, and motorbikes, passers by -the cha ching of the cash register affirmed that this mornings takings were on par. I thought about how things cha ching when they get registered. Life I…

Through the looking glass It had been some time since I last looked through the kitchen window, with sincerity. Nothing much had changed the avocado tree still offered shade among the palms that competed for space, a crescendo of crickets hummed their melodies above the chorus of native birds, and into the urban close distance…

I Want to be a Machine

I want to be a Machine time running 00:00 On off, on off… I entered the periphery between hemispheres in the kaleidoscope of memory. On a flight to no where. A video soul caught in a synapses. I guess I was synthesized. Perhaps a state of asomatognosia. Impressive word, I believe it describes a condition…