A library of 323 pieces: organized by categories and grades. — Breanna Lowman once wrote: Cormoran is the definition of authentic. If you don’t believe me, go read his work. He is absolutely true to himself and has no walls up. He isn’t afraid of what others think and he is unapologetically honest and raw. His writing is very unique. His…

Upon a total loss a timeless silly smile observed the circus we’ve built for ourselves

A surrealistic story based on mixed true events and feelings. *written live from the Ocean. — It was a sunny day on the coast of Ascension Island, the absolute middle of the Atlantic ocean. A 10 years old, half English half Sri Lankan boy went to give a hand to the hatching turtules in the natural reserve near by the main town and only town: Georgetown…

She wakes up, wrestling pillows, where is my hug? Do we know each other? We forgot. Too many thoughts, who could remember. Last night, curious penetrating looks.. is this ‘the hookup plan’ or maybe just a friend? Kitchen, standing. Livingroom, melting. Bathroom, I come back, needless to guess. Bedroom. She’s sitting, half…

A countryside house, average wife, 2 kids ordinary days, post office paying the ever-hanging bills..  All of a sudden, it all didn’t seem…

Fair-trade attention to details —

Room serviced tap water in room temperature, she didn't seem to favor my kind offer, this foreign woman, left of the second office chair: “are we going to do any work, any time soon?” Unflavored air, came out of the imaginary fan, with thoughts of: “life is short, just yet, my…

A fine man. Bits and pieces of fine meat, bone and soft tissue. Step on the weighbridge, 88 kilos minos emotions. How have you become a judge? Who did you rock-gift? Who did you stone-death? Why take building blocks? As we exercise ourselves, Turkish coffee and manhunt candies Lips commenced salsa dancing incongruent tells of…

Remaining a functional being: hands, eyes, glutes, legs, touching myself, all in place, and a few coins of street wisdom I licked a purple tongue. Lasting a winter training of attaching thought to foot, I shall conclude what’s food, what’s illusion not to include, like apes sex on the fence of…