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“Did you read my post?” Mark is grinding the coffee beans for the next morning’s coffee, and he is about to head upstairs to bed. As the noise of the grinder fades, he turns to me, “What?” “Did you read the piece I put up? The one called Beliance?” “No. Let me do that …Cliff-Notes for Mark
Maj is sitting alone in the living room, telling a sad story to no one in particular . . . “Once upon a time there was a princess named Maj who generally lived her life in a state of great deprivation. One morning the evil queen came to Princess Maj and quite unexpectedly asked …Dream-shards of dashedness Sometimes, I post of things that happened a long time ago and from which I have achieved much distance. I reassure the people who reach worriedly out to me that the things of which I write happened a long time ago. My past is part of who I am, and I own that past. Maj and Kallan and I are at the shoe store. I have promised to buy Kallan a pair of slip-on sneakers that have rows of holes for shoelaces even though no shoelaces are required for the shoes. I am inclined to call them “play shoes,” except that if Kallan were to hear the phrase …A pole to hold “Kallan, you are being ridiculous. These are about as unvitaminy as you can possibly get.” I hold one up in the air, “They are little gummy bears of goodness, for heaven’s sake.” I pop the bear into my mouth and chew, “They are like candy! OK, but do not tell anyone I told you …Flat(ulent) Stanley |
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