“Blank. Sterile. Vacant. Virginal. White. Pale. Empty. Void. Bare. Still” She uttered each word loud. Well-enunciated. Rolling her tongue, hitting the roof of her mouth. The sounds bouncing back Continue reading
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“Nothing beats a cup of steaming hot coffee with a side of local news in print” he declared as his wife put the coffee down on the table. The morning edition of the local daily and filter coffee Continue reading
He looked at the mirror and a stranger stared back. “God help me! I have become the dreaded caricature of the sibyl – a soothsayer” he muttered taking in his appearance. Receding hairline showing Continue reading
It was a lull day at work and one I am extremely grateful for. I love my job so much that I appreciate the off days – the days when the boss was off. The phones still rang and the emails Continue reading