The train is especially crowded today. Many oblivious upright turtles* jostling for space without even an "excuse me." The rudeness is ignored, expected, as people allow their bodies to be nudged into them-shaped gaps. Most would not hear the niceties anyway with their ears full of music loud enough for me to hear but too quiet … Continue reading Requiem for good mornings
Tag: Fiction
This is part of my Fiction Friday series. "My best friends are books." It's the sort of thing a lonely person might have on a t-shirt. For me it's true. My best friend is a book. Before she was a book my best friend was my wife. She was smart and funny and energetic and beautiful until … Continue reading My best friend is a book and she’s dying (again)
This is part of my Fiction Friday series. She was one of the rare few who didn't mind public speaking. In fact, she was one of an ever rarer few who actually enjoyed it. Her type is so rare that her possible existence was ignored, and the entire department was enrolled in a mandatory public speaking workshop … Continue reading Toastmaster General (Retired)
This is part of my Fiction Friday series of very short stories. I'm not good at remembering dates. I'm also not good at frequently checking the calendar like my wife would like for me to do. Luckily, I'm observant enough to figure out when something is coming up, then I check the calendar for the details. Like … Continue reading The smelly stuff
Oh, my god. It's BD Wong. Don't be stupid. It can't be BD Wong. Why would actor BD Wong be here? OH, MY GOD! I'M RACIST! I THINK EVERY ASIAN GUY LOOKS LIKE BD WONG! No. I'm not racist. That guy does look a lot like BD Wong. Sometimes people look like other people. That … Continue reading Someone who looks a lot like BD Wong
Kim Z. Dale 