Friday, May 30, 2014
Thursday, May 29, 2014
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
Tuesday, May 27, 2014
Sunday, May 25, 2014
Friday, May 23, 2014
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Keegin Munsamy: 0015
Pen to Paper
She does things differently. She gives you a picture. She places white roses on a specific day. One minute she cries. The next she is smiling then laughing. She is not a dot but feels like one. When I ask her why, she says Just.
She does things differently. She gives you a picture. She places white roses on a specific day. One minute she cries. The next she is smiling then laughing. She is not a dot but feels like one. When I ask her why, she says Just.
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
Victoria Williams: 0250
Two hundred years of postcards… I only want to talk about the past with you.
Make me feel 17 again.
Make me feel 17 again.
Sunday, May 18, 2014
Friday, May 16, 2014
Thursday, May 15, 2014
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Keegin Munsamy: 0014
Six White Roses
We sat in the car. For the first month I placed a white rose for him. Then I said for every month that passes I will add a white rose. We are now a month away from six. I said this month I am placing five roses. But on this day she placed them.
We sat in the car. For the first month I placed a white rose for him. Then I said for every month that passes I will add a white rose. We are now a month away from six. I said this month I am placing five roses. But on this day she placed them.
Tuesday, May 13, 2014
Victoria Williams: 0249
Wedding Vows
Him: Once she’s said I love you, that’s it; you know you’re in for it.
Her: When first married, he passed me notes saying, the heterosexuals are fair game.
Him: Once she’s said I love you, that’s it; you know you’re in for it.
Her: When first married, he passed me notes saying, the heterosexuals are fair game.
Sunday, May 11, 2014
Friday, May 9, 2014
Thursday, May 8, 2014
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
Keegin Munsamy: 0013
The Song that was Skipping
This burning mess now suddenly smells as if something has been cremated. I think we burnt something that we needed. Was it an accident? Did we just get caught up in everything? Did we miss something? I think it was time. Whatever it was.
This burning mess now suddenly smells as if something has been cremated. I think we burnt something that we needed. Was it an accident? Did we just get caught up in everything? Did we miss something? I think it was time. Whatever it was.
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Victoria Williams: 0248
Whispering at the table: I got an apology. It’s true that she waited till nobody else was around to hear it, and walking away afterwards, I could no longer say for sure whether it had really happened or not.
Sunday, May 4, 2014
Friday, May 2, 2014
Thursday, May 1, 2014
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