Stories tagged “the mixed tape”

  • This is not a battlefield

    She spoke to me. For the first time in months, she spoke to me. Her words were simple, elegant and well chosen. “I love you. I miss you. Come back to me.” …I lie. She didn’t say that, her words were even simpler. Well, word. She...

  • Some Sense Of Security

    It’s not that hard to learn to fight, at least not verbally. It doesn’t start with some physical montage, starting out weak and growing stronger, the truth is most of us start strong and over time we lose it. Sure, we expand our vocabulary,...

  • From Where I'm Standing

    She laughed. 36 freckles split into two camps and occupied either side of her face as her cheeks creased and she laughed at me. 1 freckle did not split, did not yield, did not move. It stayed half a millimeter shy of the apex of the bridge of her nose ...

  • Man Who Can't Be Moved

    BANG Kiss was unexpected. Startled me, my brain failed mid-sentence and it’s still FaIlinG RigHT NOW! Damn. Her lips. Are. Phenomenal. Like shooting stars. Brain Not, working-right. Why? Why, this, happening? Complex thought… Too complex th...

  • Finding Home

    My life is a motion picture. Every fragment is tied to some idea or concept I didn’t understand until I saw it on a screen in front of me. Love is Before Sunrise, Home is Garden State and her- She’s the girl next door. Not literally, she li...

  • Every Park has a Theme?

    For a creative writer possession of the ‘truth’ is less important than emotional sincerity. He needed to figure out how he felt. Every story revolves around some central concept of the human condition, and his life was a story. Moreover, it...