Day 30: Facilitator
I consider myself a facilitator par excellence. Facilitators, I have on good authority, are ‘those who help a group of …
Monthly Archives: November 2015
Day 29: The downfall
A story in five sentences. Her neighbors found the old woman lying unconscious beside the pond where she had gone to …
Day 28: Reactions from Luci
This is how Luci reacted to the news anchors presenting news on the various channels on television. I really don’t …
Day 27: Words and I
words aren’t people-pleasers they look you in the eye with certainty and say, no, not today may be tomorrow (they …
Day 26: When appearances deceive
After days and days of rain, and a sickly sun half-heartedly trying to regain his kingdom in the sky, today …
Day 25: Today’s moon served sliced
today’s moon served sliced up like pieces of heart by careless words * * * …
Day 24: The disorder
I have pulled the books off the shelf again. I arrange them in a neat row with the tallest one …
