“Time slips through my fingers like water, its elasticity is the secret to existence” uttered the White Hare.
I thought about this and then abandoned any attempt to make sense of it.
1 month ago
Angle Full of Grace
Dreams and memories have been hitting me with a rushing force lately. Wounded animals, babies, difficult physical feats like mountain climbing and surviving barrages of gun fire. 766 more words
I’ve been looking to shake up my routine for a while now. So when my friend in Seattle texted me asking if I wanted to join a skeeball team, the answer was obviously a yes. 844 more words
From the second book in the not*the*same*river series. When you find out you’re powerful and have a real-life nemesis, and all you want is to be normal, to be human. 983 more words
1 month, 1 week ago
Smaller and smaller…click here to go to story…
I don’t know what rabbit hole you fell into to find yourself here, you unlucky bastard, but since you’re here….
Sit down, shut up, have a glass of tea, and learn yourself something new. 11 more words
1 month, 2 weeks ago
Thinking Out Loud
I haven’t posted anything in close to a year, and I’m not even sure why. I would think about it, I just could not seem to find the spirit to write anything. 635 more words