Sifting through the dirt to get to the gold
He stood a stranger in this breathing world, An erring spirit from another hurled; A thing of dark imaginings, that shaped. By choice the perils he by chance escaped David Lurie may not be a morning person, or a man built for marriage, or even a man of many talents for that matter... Continue Reading →
"People stare at the floor. Even to look at a homeless person is to sign a contract with them. I dabbled with joining the Samaritans once. The supervisor had been homeless for three years. I remember him saying that the worst thing was the invisibility. That and not being able to go anywhere where nobody... Continue Reading →
" ' What other bands were you with, hon?' The tired ostrich spoke slowly. 'I was with The Fuck Yous, and before that I was with Spontaneous Inventions,' I spontaneously invented. 'I knew the Fuck Yous from the Bay Area about ten years ago,' the acoustic guitarist mentioned. Aside from her seam of holes,... Continue Reading →
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