Tag Archives: Elsie

Breaking Bad

Post Views = 381We sit by the fire place. She keeps poking the fire with a long rod. Her brown skin glows against the light of the flames. Elsie is asleep in my arms. There is much silence decorating the room since we sat here three hours ago. Time has passed before I last laid my eyes on her. Everything …

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For better, for worse

Post Views = 1806For a while now I have become just like any slob doing their numerous rounds on this earth. Slothful and lacking mindfulness because shit gets somewhere and you can no longer help yourself but cut the slack and bend over to let life rummage your butt. It gets to a point where happiness seems to breathe around …

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May she live

Post Views = 635On Fridays I usually go down to the National Museum for some writing nourishment with other writers at the Writers Guild. Over time, I have developed this obsession of attending their meetings. I bully people and things around, I talk too much, I joke a lot and learn much. That is me, getting comfortable in crowds. Before, …

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Tears of a bleeding heart

Post Views = 623Tears of a bleeding heart Last night I talked to Elsie. Nothing would describe the kind of happiness that swept through me now that she had gotten over her rancour and talked to me like old times. I had missed her soft voice, something that I held unto for two years. Last December her momma didn’t bring …

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