Monthly Archives: July 2016

rocks

I went out last night, to the club over by the tracks. Marx was playing and I really felt like I should go see him when he’s in town and besides, I needed to talk to him about Razor and … Continue reading

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the spectacle

The living scene of color and motion gave me strength. I bundled up my books and without another thought, stepped outside. The first breath of warm air lifted my spirits higher, and I started down toward the gardens with some … Continue reading

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consciously ignoring

I put down my book and looked out at the people passing me by. A young woman with strong shoulders draped in black cotton pressured the younger man beside her with her step, hands and clipped tone. He shook long … Continue reading

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find a pattern

We met in the park, from time to time. I couldn’t find a pattern to her days, no schedule which I could anticipated or follow. Some days she was there, some days she wasn’t, sometimes earlier, sometimes later. Wendy didn’t … Continue reading

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rather sedentary

Despite my difficulty in running the mile circumference of Glade’s Park, I am not particularly out of shape. I mean, I could afford to lose a few pounds, but I’m not what you would call overweight. My lungs are burned … Continue reading

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waddled and cooed

Finally gathering myself together, determined to go on in my quest for life, I stood up. Six pigeons waddled and cooed as they pecked the gravel near an overflowing trash can. I took a deep breath. I looked right and … Continue reading

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running slowly

I have always credited my success to the fact that I never allowed anyone else to run my business. I make my own decisions and I do things my way. I tied my new sneakers and started running slowly, methodically … Continue reading

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