Scribblings

All the writings and notions contained herein organized only by chaos and the seemingly arbitrary ones and zeros of our computer overlords.

Angelfish

Frank withdrew the white scrub brush from the tank. It dropped too much water onto his boot and he felt the cool dampness slide into

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Benny

Filed under: Blog What a weird night. This guy who I hadn’t seen since I was 17 was at the bar, his brother died this

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Flowers for Tella

Dekel let out the chirds. The sun had barely risen over the horizon, but then again, it never did. Faintly, Dekel could remember what a

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Grandfather

Eizla rowed. The horizon behind her was just a thin black line. In front of her was only the infinite stars and the inky black

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