Tag Archives: loss

Postmodern Emotion: The Girl on TV

The footage was grainy, and every now and then a horizontal line of static swept across the screen. I was sixteen and getting ready for a friend’s birthday. By then I couldn’t recall ever knowing a Chelsea, let alone being so invested in attending her party. Seif leaned forward to pour us another glass of…

Word Portrait || Loaded Dice

There are those whose entire existence is defined by grief. Such was the case with the little boy who lived three houses down from us in the impish rendition of the modern villas that lined the rest of the street. It was through no fault of his own that he grew up haunted by the…

The Reflection (Published in issue 2 of Maker’s Movement)

A door closes and it’s 8 o’ clock. It is unclear which fact informs the other, but I suppose that’s the nature of routine. Obscurity emerging from the rib of habit. A light breeze blows through the diaphanous sheers turned grey from overuse. Yet as they move in slow inhales and exhales against the windows,…