Super Hero Scar

I stared down a kid in the street. I’m not particularly proud of it, but the kid was staring at C. More accurately, she was staring at C’s head. It all started at the end of last week when I asked C if he was ready for a hair cut. I’d been asking him every […]

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The nature of the things we do

I’m heading off to work this morning. Standing on the subway platform among my fellow commuters, fellow travels, I feel isolated. I know we all do. I feel the day spread out before me in a hazy expanse, with time points as sign posts: at x, have coffee, keep drinking coffee until y, because after […]

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