Tag: prose
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I WANT MY HEART BACK
The day you dumped me, you forgot to give me my heart back, I was not aware that you did that with intentions of breaking me down. You kept it in your hands and whenever you saw me smiling, heading to my happiness you smashed it bit by bit to an extent that I never…
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Finish Your Collapse & Stay for Breakfast
Friend: Just talk to her, I mean you slept together. Him: Not like that. Friend: OK, so you shared a bed together, talking to her shouldn’t be such a big deal. I’m still surprised that nothing happened! Him: There’s a time and place. Friend: Oh shit! She coming towards you, I’m out. Him: Erm, I’d…
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Blackberryphilia (2010)… pt.3
previously… Me: Hey [beep]: (chewing) Hey. Me: Eh, it’s Coin. I’m so effing stressed. Calisto’s dead, like remember in Jennifer’s Body where Chip said his mum was catatonic like a zombie-mannequin-robot statue? Like that dead and what’s weird is that when he does come round, this really disturbing icon that’s not even in the manual shows. [beep]: (chewing) uh… Effing [beep]! Why’s…
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In Celebration of Women
Mother, wife, career-driven, call me multi-faceted. Gone are the days when we were confined, defined. Today I have the freedom to decide or not to decide. Today I have the freedom to choose or not to choose. Hi my name is Twenty First Century Woman and I am dimensional. This is a tribute and I…
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Blackberryphilia (2010)… pt. 2
catch up here Manual, manual, manual! Where are you? Ooh, The Diaries of Jane Somers – been looking for you, must read ’em again. Doris Lessing was too advanced! Geez, it’s cold! It wouldn’t be if… yeah! Oh wow, thought I returned that, oh well! Okay, why am I here? Oh, the manual! Ouch! Stupid thumbtacks. The box,…
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Blackberryphilia (2010)… pt. 1
It was only after thirty seconds that I realised I may have lost Calisto for good. I don’t know why this came to mind because the darn device took a good twenty-one and a half minutes for it to reboot; but in those thirty seconds as I held the power button down, I remembered…
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This Perfect Day | pt. one
I find myself walking in the covered parking of a mall towards a popular department store. It is hot. I know this because my feet and fingers are swollen and throbbing. I deliberate which city I am in until I see the parking pay station and rates. I am in Bloemfontein. As I meander the…
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… And Then I Kissed Her (II)
read part one here “You disappeared, ” her voice quivered. “You fucking disappeared and left me to deal with everything again.” By everything she was referring to the fact that I left without a trace during a surprise birthday party she threw for me on the eve of our trip to Prague. See, the problem with…