Category Archives: Existential

A Passage Through Time

Time was forgotten by time itself, even those that remembered and knew of its harsh cadences fell into a silent repose; where no time no longer mattered, for in essence time itself was no more, no morrow, no morning mourning … Continue reading

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In Dreams

I dream of, I have dreamt of Mountains and those who’ve climbed them; I dream of, I have dreamt of Seas and those who’ve sailed them; I dream of, I have dreamt of Clouds and those who’ve flown above them; … Continue reading

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Dustbowl Memories ( A short story )

“Never felt heat like it kid..”; my grandpa would reminisce apropos of nothing. It would always be Summer and we’d be sweltering as a family out on the porch trying to catch our collective breaths and there’d be grandpa reassuring … Continue reading

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The Stranger, A Saint Among Men ( Short Story )

The Saint, A Stranger Among Men   A previous age, perhaps less materialistic than our present one would have recognised and acknowledged his otherness. His air of inner spirituality which others say he carried with him and wore as lightly … Continue reading

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Smiling People

No promise was broken but time went astray as we watched, watched the people the smiling people go on their way; No time was broken but promise went astray as things we’d hoped for hoped for so long turned another … Continue reading

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The Stranger, one last time.

There he sat, in the place where he sat the last time that we spoke all those years ago; And there he sat as if he’d never left and the years hadn’t passed us by; ” I’m still waiting for … Continue reading

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Daily Routine ( A short story )

Daily Routine Louis Kasatkin The first thing I noticed about him was that he always favoured the bench nearest the ornate water fountain, the one at the furthest point of the park’s circumference. And there he sat, every day as far … Continue reading

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