6 posts tagged with "writing"

Barlow and his customer marvel as the escapement begins to rotate. His workshop is laced with tobacco and damp and the fading scent of industry.

Breakfasts in Cirebon are simple. Sickly sweet Coco Crunch with milk that never tastes quite right. On the humming fridge, three-quarters of the way up, is my first drawing, a cat with a jet engine for legs, crudely rendered in blue and red felt tip.

I came upon an ambient glow:
that of sunset
peaking between looming skyscrapers.

Trees are still trees here.

A solitary gull
arced over stone,
mimicked
by a white vessel
far above and away
which could not flap its wings.

Life is in children raised and grandchildren cherished.
A warm smile greeting missed family at the door with
Countless conversations, accidental catchphrases,
And inevitable farewells.