Automated Postal Center

February 10, 2010

I prefer to do it in the middle of the night. It’s just easier that way. Less questions being asked. Fewer people staring. Judging. Not that they have any reason to judge.
What I am doing is perfectly legal under any conventional set of laws. And it just so happens that it brings a smile to [...]

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I am perfect

February 9, 2010

She would be here in two hours and still the house was filthy. Mobile homes caught in the wrath of a tornado had looked tidier. And of course she was coming this early. It never failed that she would show up, unannounced, at the most inopportune times.
If I timed everything perfectly, I had just enough [...]

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In that moment

February 8, 2010

When she called him, she was nearly in tears, her voice jettisoning between cracked frustration and a hopeless whimper. Why was it that the people and ideas she had invested so much time into had only resulted in dead-end paths? What was the point? Where was she supposed to go from here?
After she had exhausted [...]

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Bookstore Lovers

November 18, 2009

I’m walking up the stairs of the local bookstore and see a girl who would be drop-dead gorgeous if she lost seven to ten pounds. She is looking at a novelty mustache that I once saw the lead singer of White Ghost Shivers wear in Waterloo Park. The mustache is much larger than any normal [...]

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Shooting Stars

November 17, 2009

I hoped that she was watching. I wished that for every shooting star I saw, she would see ten. Even if she was with him, I wanted her to smile, be content. I wanted everyone to see the the sky the way I saw it, everyone I’d ever known and even the people I didn’t [...]

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