I Hate Love Stories (They just make me cry)

  The papers lay on the café table, struggling to escape from under a turmeric-stained coaster. But it was going nowhere, neither of us was letting it free.  This time, I had decided that I would try hard not to cry.  It must seem silly, these tears.  My situation was so much better than his….

My Artsy Dreams

“You think that you change clay. But I think clay changes you” Nowadays, this is the kind of sentence that I repeat a few times a day like it is a medical prescription.  This is because I have suddenly become an artist.  It happened over the weekend.  When I walked by chance into a curious…

The Lost Tooth

She opened her bleary eyes, when the cat, all seven pounds of squirming flesh, climbed onto her belly. Squinting into the sunlight streaming in from the open window, she discovered that she was now the weary possessor of a pounding headache, and at some point, had managed to lose both a tooth and a spouse….

Black Magic

Of course, men can be witches.  At least, old desperate men like me can.  Especially, if you’ve been ridiculed all your life for your supposedly unnatural interest in jewelry and heels. So when supermodel Vera Brixtom decided to OD alone in her car, a few kilometers away from the party district of Ziro, it was…

Welcome to my Pity Party

Do you understand disgust?  Self-disgust? Then welcome.  Welcome to Amel’s pity party. No, no…we aren’t hiding under fake names.  This is her party.  Where she has the stage to spit ball and embarass herself.  Relieve herself in public.  Because why not?  Its a free space.  You get to flood it with baby pictures and travel…