Monthly Archives: November 2013

Dilemma

Posted on November 29, 2013 by sputterpub

Disintegrate the symbol from the man and disengage the woman from her theme. Attempt to break the linkage if you can of thought to word to pan-humanic dream. At first of all, we read there was the word, so language … Continue reading →

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Notes

Posted on November 27, 2013 by sputterpub

A woken woman’s walking up the street too early on a winter working day. She’s hauled along by dancing canine feet, as ever ready any way for play. The woman carries coffee in a cup that keeps it hot and … Continue reading →

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Horns

Posted on November 26, 2013 by sputterpub

I made an observation yesterday: No matter where I went, it seemed to me that drivers couldn’t tolerate delay and used their horns to build cacophony. Not once did I observe near accident and never did I hear them used … Continue reading →

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One Empirical Sally in the Pain/Art Debate

Posted on November 25, 2013 by sputterpub

Increasingly, I’ve cherished a belief: Though agony can fuel an artist’s voice, unhappiness is actually a thief of honesty, and takes away the choice that every great creation must contain. Is mania a natural consequence for hours spent enthralled in … Continue reading →

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Break Time

Posted on November 18, 2013 by sputterpub

I’m taking a break from this site, this week. I’ll be back next Monday.

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Future History

Posted on November 15, 2013 by sputterpub

The middle of her lower back is sore from coughing hard or hoisting too much weight. Her belly’s full of gas – but that and more discomfort’s her dessert, the way she ate… She’s made herself a promise overdue, to … Continue reading →

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Change (2 of 2)

Posted on November 14, 2013 by sputterpub

Lesley has always been gay, but Sam, who describes herself as bisexual, had only been with one other woman before Lesley. And she’s been with men ever since they broke up: three different relationships in ten months. Lesley now considers … Continue reading →

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Change (1 of 2)

Posted on November 13, 2013 by sputterpub

I’d like to be gentle, approachable, sweet. But I can’t help myself: I’m always aware of how precious my existence is, and freshly determined to make the most of it, and I’m often the only person present who seems to … Continue reading →

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Man on the Bus

Posted on November 12, 2013 by sputterpub

He wears a coat and jacket, shirt and vest, but pulls the extras off to read and ride and nap commuting home. He starts his rest and I can see his head and eyelids slide – he’s sloping east while … Continue reading →

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Lecture

Posted on November 11, 2013 by sputterpub

I’ll tell you one opinion, girls and boys, that I with time increasingly believe: the psyche broadcasting makes so much noise it overwhelms the power to receive. “I know, I know,” asserts the egotist, and thereby blocks the avenue to … Continue reading →

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