The Entry Point
Growing up, I was never sporty. But I enjoyed hanging out in sporty circles, where my sporty sister’s suitors sometimes mistaken me for her. I was mostly a book...
Category: Prose
To share my experiences, observations and stories, I write short pieces of prose, especially for the readers averse to poetry.
A Short-lived Poetic Romance
One day on my way to the library, I met a boy. The handsome but rather short boy stepped in front of me and smiled. Without any formalities but eye contact, he ...
Looking Back
It’s the Day of Goodwill. The morning is crisp, and the rural landscape a hero dazzles at subzero temperatures. I watch tits through the window gently jostling ...