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I sat with Chris in the front room of his flat. He sat in front of a desktop computer which was on a stand in front of his wooden chair. I sat on the...

It was better in the fort. Tucked between the couch and the wall. Made of three blankets, two couch cushions, and a big cardboard box from Mom’s new...

There was a summer, not long after Breathless came out, when I listened to it on repeat. Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds — a song unlike most of theirs,...

Dyado Petr, Baba Stefka and Todor Zhivkov are/were real people, the earthquake and appointment of a new head of state really did happen, and the places I’ve mentioned really do exist, but much of the rest of this tale is a fig leaf of my imagination. However, it describes an event that could have taken place in my part of Bulgaria seventy years ago. Superstition is so strong and diverse here that it’s possible to make it up and get away with it. Maybe I did make it up and maybe I didn’t.

Sunday Bike Ride By Paul McCann Sunday on a bike as fast as you like propelled by the squeeze of handlebar grease . Changing gears with feet tap...

Sunday afternoon and it's as hot and humid as it can be oh god it making me so sleepy this hot humid heat I know I should be doing things and...

If I knew grace amid embrace of time, that declares how encapsulating and alluring this lyre of blessed energy; then lull of many women surely...