“The shortest distance between two points according to the geometry we experience is a straight line. Galileo made a career proving this. That statement is not always true, but I am taking poetic license and we will assume it is.”
Wouldn’t it be great to be an asparagus fern?
To sit on someone’s windowsill and grow and taste the sun and be watered as soon as your soil is dry?
You don’t have to think, you just do.
You won’t spend time with writer’s block, sitting at a computer
A must-read personal story about an FHCI student struggling with her family speaking a language she does not understand.
“Jared and I always spend our weekend summer nights playing pool at the local bar.”
“Forty-eight hours and you’ll get to go outside again.”
By Justin Shapiro I – HIS WRATH For years he walked the ides of the free, turned to ashes by the men of yield, slayed by killers without names, the spawns of Tempter. Riddled theirs minds of disease and plague, dawn marked a day of
Ben sat in his car, staring at the dash. He wasn’t ready to go back to Pascal. Too many questions, not the right answers.
A melancholic short story about a lonely giant.