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Tiny Tales: Bitter Coffee
The Corner Coffeeshop was open for business but its traffic was at a lull. It was too early in the evening for the post-work crowd, too late for the students and AC-enjoying unemployed to be hanging around. Outside, the sun had gone down but that curious combination of atmospheric density…
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Colour
I spent a fortnight sailing the Greek islands. All my stories are about colour. It defines our world and where better to notice than when there’s a contrast?
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Just One Day
This one is for the people I’ve held in a mental embrace, without letting them know. Maybe someday I will. Maybe tomorrow will be that day.
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Girlfriend Or Single Mum?
I wonder if, at some point in the relationship, a woman feels more like a single mother than a girlfriend/wife. I know I certainly do. And I have one of the better ones. He doesn’t cheat, he doesn’t force sex on me. And yet, here I am. I’ve refrained from…
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People You Meet At A Party
Nostalgic encounters with old acquaintances at a friend’s engagement party bring up reflections on the emotional interconnections of human lives.
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The Moody Artist Cliche
This great myth of the tortured artist, the starving writer, the moody creator needs to be debunked once and for all.
The perfect ending? Maybe na?….somtimes, in not knowing, there exists a….longing. Rather, in not knowing, there exists hope. And in hope, we find joy.
Beautifully expressed.
Why did it start raining then? They missed the opportunity of a few more stolen glances. But the rains bring a different message altogether.
Translation in a song-
Ignorant himself, he looked fondly the sunset way,
Wondered why she didn’t see it, what he saw that day,
She looked askance, at the sand, for days and weeks,
And all along, he never knew, her tear rolled down those sun grazed cheeks.
How pretty….I know, I know that I missed it. Could have been there 🙁