Back from the world of the dead

Back from the world of the dead How do I understand what you are telling me about your experience? What do you see when looking at the same thing I am looking at? Our minds speak a language that is uniquely ours. To share what’s in your world takes work, patience, and...

Group portrait with pear: A Noah saga story

Group portrait with pear The past seems to have disappeared forever. As each day passes, the picture of Medina gets blurrier. The Ark’s animals invent stories of what life was like in Medina. They question Noah’s wisdom and judgment. “Can we count on Noah as our...

The dazzling drambuzy bird lost her song. From the Noah Saga

The dazzling drambuzy bird lost her song. From the Noah Saga Of course, it didn’t nor could it happen all at once. Birds don’t wake up with Alzheimer’s disease.  It creeps up on them slowly; in little dabs will do you, incubated nonsense codes, spin juices in the head...

Secrets

Secrets Leopold Café is always crowded. Their Danish and coffee are superb. The service is awful.Bill was at a table sipping his second cup of cappuccino and munching on a huge piece of coffee cake. Two weeks ago, he sat at this very same table. Back then, his misery...

Editing my memory

Editing my memory I left Global Financial Inc. early today. Couldn’t take it. At the moment am sitting at Sam’s café waiting for Claire. Some jittery clients screaming at me. I may be a financial analyst but not a magician. Today the ink was black and smelled like...

Everything matters to Werner

Everything matters to Werner I visit a gym and have gotten to know many of my fellow old ‘gymnasts’. One of them is Werner who  asked me to read this story he wrote and then corrected himself and said no, it’s a poem, that he wrote. He handed me what he wrote and did...