It was late. I went to brush my teeth. As the paste tracked along the bristles, a speck flicked into my right eye. It closed in sharp pain. This was toothpaste. What business had it
Dark matter and Matter darkDark matter and Matter dark
Just read up on dark matter. Not to be confused with anti-matter which sounds dangerous but occurs in such minuscule quantity that the regular matter easily outweighs it. But it deserves the “anti-” signature because
The responsibility of swingsThe responsibility of swings
Because you know that what you end up doing in a dream could have been something you would have done in reality, nothing comes better than waking just as you have just crashed a boat
GT not G&TGT not G&T
The thing about cars is that they are more interesting the less you know about them. Take GT for example: “Mine’s a GT,” I heard someone say proudly as we five men waited in the
C.W. PostC.W. Post
I have not forgotten C.W. Post. I never knew him but it was on his university campus where I first experienced alienation. I was not a student there. C.W. Post University stood on Long Island,
Some things are not meant to be seenSome things are not meant to be seen
There’s a scene in The Third Man I shall always remember. The cobbles of an empty square in Vienna glint with rain under the uncertain lights of the night. Distantly across the square stands a
Know thy faceKnow thy face
I was not taught how to shave. By the time stubble contacted my very late-developing body, I was in the army, far from parent and close to corporals who would as soon cut your head
LosingLosing
I lost a pencil the other day. It was in my pocket – probably fell out when I grabbed my face mask – a stub you see, one of the many I have lost over
KolbasaKolbasa
It was in the army where Marc Dalby acquired a taste for Russians. The bulbous stubs of a lurid red sausage, deep-fried in oil, had cauterised the taste of the mess food ladled out to
Beginning of a lessonBeginning of a lesson
“Who said that?” Silence in the boys. “I repeat – who said that?” No one’s going to own up; the boys know it; they also know who said it. “Was it you, Wilkinson?” No, it