Pieces

The woman who brought me coffee was a man.
I saw a dog in the street and wondered if it was a cat. Then a kid kicked his friend in the groin and laughed. His friend cried like crazy and shouted crazy words.
Sitting around the corner was a couple, whispering words of love, and perhaps words [...]

Twigs of our time

‘Push the buttons!’ I heard him say, panicked.
“What buttons? I don’t see any button.’ I said. I didn’t see any button, only twigs – dark and menacing - reaching out to the sky.
‘Those buttons,’ he shouted, ‘press them…now!’
For a moment, I didn’t trust him. What buttons? It was meaningless.
‘Am I supposed to pull these twigs?’ I asked.
‘No! [...]

Songs of a beggar

Sometimes, dreams can ruin your life, sang a beggar raising an empty can.
Hundreds of people walked by, no one looked or listened.
I’m, yes I’m just a poor old man, blind and blinded by fate, invisible – why must I sing my pain? What sorrows do I sing?
Sometimes, time can only harden pain. Time left me begging [...]