Dominoes Every now and then I remember the sound of dominoes slamming onto tables.I can almost hear the sound of men arguing over pitches made in the sports game on TV.Daddy and his friends.The clanking of Heineken bottles and swear words thrown through the air and,The men who remind the others that there is a... Continue Reading →
More Porridge?
Yesterday, I posted an excerpt from the memoir I'm writing and I got an excellent response. Although, I really wanted a ton of feedback and thoughts I received a handful of likes that have given me the impression that you enjoyed what you read. If you go into my FAQ you'll see that I mention... Continue Reading →
And we lay down as if we were dead, to admire the sky above and the heavens we had heard of.
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An Excerpt from my memoir “Porridge”
RailingsMarvin tells me of a spot in the subway station where the suicidal people make their jumps.And of a blue phone you pick up when you need someone to stop you.I stand in the subway station and hold the concrete post: to secure myself and prevent my body from lunging forward.As the ground beneath me... Continue Reading →
It’s strange how alone you can feel when you’re in a crowd.
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I suppose my heart breaks because I was in love with a man, who I thought, saw me. But regrettably, he only wanted to see me for a second.
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We are solid but feel as though we are sinking.
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My mind is such a mysterious place, I refuse to even record its true musings in my most sacred of books. Trust issues, I guess.
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We see paradise in the distance, yet it is only a mirage.
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