Dreams of a Boy: Pt. 2 of 2

                Space was no shock.  It was only blackness, lack of atmosphere.  Jeff should have frozen, suffocated.  Instead, he spread his arms and flew.  Before him came the moon, inviting him to hide in a crater on the dark side, for a view of space that was not blinded…

Dreams of a Boy: Pt. 1 of 2

                It wasn’t the whirring of the clock that made Jeff turn around, it was the coffee spilling from the machine, down the front and onto the floor, where it made its way to the drain.  Jeff interrupted the flow of liquid with his trainer.  Kicked it about.  Stomped a couple of times, splashing a…

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Inevitable/It Is

            I get up at six to make the bus to get to Cynthia’s place.  She got out of bed at eight, just in time to open the door for me.  It’s not easy for her, four hundred fifty pounds altogether; she tells me that her heart races like mad…

We do not look like this anymore.  We do not.

Myth of the Modern Man

It’s amazing how a little encounter with someone who has a preconceived notion of how you are supposed to be can make you feel…  Here be a rant.  Excuse the language and the questionable science. KISSING MY ASS Hello, I am a forty-year old man.  And I am a pussy.  Not a simple pussy.  I…