Monthly Archives: December 2014

he song blocked me

A big curly-headed man who could pass for a full-body muppet with his huge bush of crinkled orange hair, Bert always looked enviously to Ralph. Many years down the line, to this day, Bert would run his own karaoke show. … Continue reading

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sycophantic following

Wright’s gentle nature became evident in his dealings with Penny, for despite her plain appearance and sycophantic following, Wright paid constant attention to her. During the course of every evening of song, at least one would be devoted to a … Continue reading

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just a little behind

Alongside Wright stood a slender almost attractive woman, Penny. Calling her pretty would be a stretch but the issues with her appearance were highlighted by the fact that she was strangely and significantly less appealing to the eye than Wright … Continue reading

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to be the melody

A tall, thin, nondescript and aging young man, Wright proved to be more than he seemed. He came from a generation beyond the gaggle of youths, rapidly evolving into the weight and responsibility of a thirty year old while clinging … Continue reading

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callously, excitedly, pathetically, fearfully

The crowd of youths that surrounded Rita and Delphi was continually changing, adding and subtracting faces as the weeks went rolling by. The one person who remained constant, somehow attached to the women in indeterminate ways, was a young man … Continue reading

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Journals of Lord Malinov

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her new found revelation

I sat across from Rita as she groaned about her life. “Why can’t I talk to guys?” she asked. “I’m a guy,” I responded. “You’re talking to me.” “That’s true. I’m talking to you.” “Yes, you are.” “Because …,” she … Continue reading

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