Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston 8 min @ Lit espresso bar, Roncesvalles He thought of overcharging her. It had been a long time since anyone sent a fax. “How many pages?” he stalled. “One.” He watched her eyes take inventory of the handmade signs behind him. Read more
Ficciones by Jorge Luis Borges 8 min @ Farenheit A nickel sized circle of brown bliss sat at the bottom of the cup. Chloe had stopped herself from draining the cup because she didn’t want the delicious moment to end. It was her first Turkish coffee. It was good, but Read more
Crash by J.G. Ballard 8 min in Parkdale, TO The Englishman was being a twat. Madhu loved the word ‘twat’, it was a perfect marriage of sound and meaning. Madhu could tell the Englishman was lying to his wife. In his five years driving cab he had learned a Read more
I’m house sitting a dear pal’s loft while he and his family sup and sip their way through the south of France. He’s lived here for twenty years and everywhere the eye lands tells a story from his life. He has lived an interesting life. Interesting people tend to do Read more
Suite Francaise by Irene Nemirovsky 8 min @ Sorauren Parkette for Sonia H. Someone told me that the little orbs of light in photos means a spirit was present when the photo was taken. I took a photo of a cemetery at night just to see how many orbs came out. Read more
1000 Places To See Before You Die by Patricia Schultz 8 min @ Sorauren parkette There was something untethered about Ruth. She never seemed fully present. Angella said it was because of her one off-centered eye. She had those eyes that you never knew which one to look into so you just Read more
my settings are off. there’s been a universal shift, imperceptible to the eye. random passersby are oblivious. even acquaintances remain unknowing until i verbalize the details in answer to “what’s new?”. is it still new? it’s three wednesdays since his last breath. is that a lot of time Read more
The Year of Magical Thinking by Joan Didion 8 min @ Hub Coffeehouse It was a bad version of a Monty Python skit. Shit kept going wrong and Cam kept insisting he was fine. He was turning the corner, not to worry. It was a long-ass corner, a never-ending bend. But Read more