as Ogo was just a simple cat after all but since then he never could forget these eyes staring straight at him like from the other side of life
Two Poems
Reading and The Red Shoes
The love of reading is an infinite pursuit.
Life in the Afternoon – Novel Excerpt, Confluence at Café Zurich
I’d been to one bullfight with Valeria’s brother, Carlos, and vowed never to go again. Carlos had convinced me to attend to appreciate this part of Spanish culture and not be such a “Judgmental ugly American. Bullfighting is a form of art, a ballet of human and beast, that our culture celebrates.”
Blind Date
If he had taken the #12 instead of the #114, he already would have been at the mall. Now here he was, on a broken-down bus, waiting for a replacement. And no way to contact Derek, if, in fact, that was the guy’s real name.
The Gallerist – Editor’s Pick
“What kind of idiot would send a real Joan Mitchell to us?” Matthew asked.
“Maybe it’s our lucky day?” Vanessa’s heart pattered with excitement. Maybe under my direction, we’re finally being taken seriously as an auction house?
In My Brother’s Bedroom
I'm slowly clearing out my brother's small bedroom (the smallest in the house.) to use for storage.