Where Moments Change Other Moments: March 2015

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New Year

I watched a documentary on Christmas day about Morecambe and Wise. They met when they were eleven. Did you know that? And on the day Eric M...
Sarah

It was the picture of her graduating that started the whole thing. My want to design her life. Fill in the gaps. Triangles in square holes. ...
Not to be that guy, but

I have drawn her face more than once on a piece of paper the size of two hands each time changing the size of her eyes until they'...
Invisible Lines, part three

Our third painting from the works of Edward Hopper, selected by Rob, is Summer Evening, 1947. Our three stories are below. Summ...
Somebody new to envy

I want what he has. What he recorded and wrote and walked through each day until night became all there was to think about. I want to ...
new poems
Last night I dreamed of you (a poem for Ivy Sullivan)

I bought you a ring with a green and blue stone and put it inside your hand. Your hair, blown tangled by sea winds, hung golden beyond ...
Sixteen

It's quite possible that in the decade that has passed since the Summer I turned sixteen the sharp edges of the weeks I spent about town...
Cycle

I am losing my breath face down in shallow waters that I cannot find my way out of and though the water is not endless it is deep enoug...