Like someone who denies their sexuality and only lives from the collar up, so I live from the knees up ignoring my dirty floor in my apartment in the hope that, given sufficient time, it will disappear of its own accord. But wisdom tells me that there will come a day...
His eyes were wild. He was clutching a Bible with a white knuckled fist while beating it on his chest. His mouth was wet with white froth forming in the corners of his thin lips. With passionate abandon he addressed everyone … no it was much more like scolding;...
I thought, as I weaved my way through the streets with my glasses rhythmically steaming up with each breath, I’m not really into writing about food, but when one eats the King’s Cake (Galette des Rois), it must be reported. Almonds, stewed fruit, a sweet,...
I’m going to gossip … I want to tell you about the interesting people I came across yesterday at a function here at the Cité des Arts: The identical twins from Iran (my new author friend from Montreal calls them the Rasputwins) – first impressions, which are...
When I first met her she was sitting on a chair – ice cold, no breath and no pulse. Soon after, a nurse declared her dead. I know nothing about rigor mortis, but thought, how will one get her body into a coffin if she is sitting up? I asked the restaurant...
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