The motel room was dimly lit and stank of cigarettes. She sat down on the double bed nearest the heavily-curtained window and peeled back the bedspread. On one of the cushions she noticed a faint stain, the outline of a spreadeagled person, like a gingerbread man, left behind by a previous occupant. It was much faded [...]
August 24, 2006
Categories: Fiction . . Author: ramblinrose . Comments: Leave a Comment
Jacob was sauntering down the refuse-studded street early one morning on his way to school when he noticed a glob of phlegm perched like a seagull on the apex of a military statue, in the middle of the sidewalk, regal and pristine in its aloneness. He stopped and studied it for awhile, knowing better than [...]
August 23, 2006
Categories: Fiction . . Author: ramblinrose . Comments: 1 Comment
I hate watching faces get unmade. When I’m watching TV, and they’re running a video which has been through the heads of the tape player numerous times, causing it to deteriorate and the faces of people to start breaking up into squares and lines, I experience some sort of primal fright. As a kid. I [...]
August 20, 2006
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Some people are followed around by fire – I’m followed around by water in the various places I’ve lived and worked. Aside from the usual dripping taps and leaking toilets, I’ve experienced a major flood. While living in a basement apartment many years ago, water accumulated in the window wells and came in through the [...]
August 9, 2006
Categories: Uncategorized . . Author: ramblinrose . Comments: 3 Comments