‘Tiny People’ by Lulu Lebowitz
His ears buzzed—sound was returning to him.
Birds sing as / Clouds invade the sky
As I write this passage in late September, there has been an unprecedented heatwave in Montreal for the last ten days.
After ten months of writing it was done. My first novella. I read through it twice, and thought it was pretty good.
Rum, ice, tea in glass
On the scale of life, how do you measure Yesterday?
When I was in seventh grade, I was introduced to The Beatles on a rainy day.
‘Hong Kong Series’ by Finn Harvor
I see how they look at each other when they think I am not watching.