Archive for the 'A Story' Category

After The Fight

Saturday, August 29th, 2009

The afternoon after we fought, I thought I wouldn’t be able to do anything but watch stupid television. It’s a crappy coping technique I picked up recently, and we’ve even talked about it, how it doesn’t actually fix anything, or bode particularly well. But what else is there for the housebound, the mindstuck? I curl [...]

Bwah!

Saturday, July 25th, 2009

We were enjoying our billionth screening of Lost In Translation when I stuck my fork into a container of Drunken Udon noodles, hit a particularly succulent green bean and a two-out-of-three pepper rating shot directly into my right eyeball. “Bwah!” I cried. “Bwah!” “What?” Jurvis cried back. “What? What’s wrong?” “Bwah!” I ran into our [...]

This Is How I Would Find True Love

Thursday, July 16th, 2009

That summer, one of the exhibits at the sculpture garden was a palace of steel beams and translucent bead curtains. At night, they lit the beads from below so that the whole structure shimmered like costume jewelry. My mother’s theory was that the man I met there was married. That’s why he stopped calling. He [...]

When You’re Away

Saturday, June 20th, 2009

When you’re away, the cat howls at the ceiling like a wolf. Hours and hours he’ll go on like that. I don’t know how to make him stop. “Jack,” I’ll say. “Jack Jack.” I’ll check the food and the water. I’ll pet his glorious dark ruff, pull the tail that looks like a duster until [...]

Your Repair Is Ready

Friday, June 12th, 2009

I knocked on his door five minutes before closing. The door swung open and I stepped into the darkness. “Hello?” he said. “Hi. I’m sorry, I know you close soon, but I was in the area and thought I’d just drop in and pick up my camera.” “Ah. Yes.” He stood there in his pressed [...]