Beyond the stars…Photography is often referred to as the art of “catching the ...
Sheep of IcelandDays are getting longer. This is my favourite time of the year. I ...
Opening at the EndShe just sat there, without a dress, her thighs graciously open, ...
a staged nod.may i introduce myself? to me? to you. but you’re me. am i? * so ...
fifth story walk-up.Jakob, the bartender, said I should go. I trust Jakob’s judgement, ...
acquired taste.The car was idling, five litres of engine throbbing, the air around ...
note to self.for one moment it almost looked like as if the day might have turned ...
Beginning 2Looking at Winter, I could feel the wind at my back and the cold water ...
the Overlook Hotelalone in the Overlook Hotel and there was something evil about the ...
lost.Running a sack race hooded. Hooded, meaning you don’t see a ...
I wish I could flyI wish I could fly away from this place. I wish I could be at the ...
echolalia.I didn’t not find anything. — I found nothing. ...
Towards freedomI was reaching up. Higher. Higher. Yet, I felt like I was falling. ...
unforgettable EllaWe either didn’t know where Ella was born nor exactly when. It ...
j’ai belga.Barman at Café Belga. The slow hours, just after lunch-time. I ...
freefall.Spot used to be an ordinary dog in every respect. Eat, run around the ...
oftentimes.for the love of fear. the might of doubt. the cry of wasted space. ...
Not-a-Lonely TreeIt was like a big mushroom, just standing by a little road in an empty ...
Giants PlaygroundIt is another world. At least unfamiliar. Colors, landscape, shapes, ...
Hidden StoryOnce upon a time there was a prince and a princess. They planted three ...
some of his thoughts during the game.It’s a good position. I’ll win this game. And then I’ll be ...
point of order.“You’ve set the alarm for 6.31am. I saw the numbers on your ...
The road chooses youTime. The luxury of time. Freedom to choose the direction. Freedom to ...
The tree (another story told by AI)The tree was in love, it started blooming, it was waiting for spring ...
no shades of graySome cultures are known for their minimalism in their art and design. ...
schemingIt is grossly unfair that I have no clue what sound your front door ...
i recall.So that was the four of us, best friends forever. Ted and Josh in the ...
Too much loveSome bridges carry so much love that they are in danger to fall down. ...
popsicle.I am with you because I recently got dumped and I want to prove to ...
two to one.her birthday wish was to play ball until she could beat him. not ...
matinée.at the freak show I was on display, two dozen people staring. all had ...
on the shore.After sunset. Not much after. Might’ve been before. * With that ...
Directional timeWe have had this thing for over twenty years. we have had it for a ...
white night.The street wasn’t real. It could’ve been, though. People were ...
Drifting in the afternoon sunDrifting in the afternoon sun, a few miles from the place where the ...
Hopeless dreams I had always dreamed of a garden. A garden full of flowers in ...
The Last Fight (written by AI – like all stories tagged AI)That night at the pool table he was about to lose everything, money, ...
.“Took you much longer than usual to remove the makeup.” “You ...
be the one?But then what if you are not? Almost 20 years ago, Igor N. (texting in ...
budapest.“They’re all very pretty,” I hear the words from the direction ...
relative primes.Eating the cake was a simple matter. She was enjoying every bite. With ...
2° north of marsThere is red and blue and sky and sea of the world. In these days, in ...
six feet deep.They asked me to — no, scrap that — they told me to — no, wait ...
anatomy of longing.The fireworks should have gone off right after the clock chimed ...
Jafna­deamThe troll of Barða­strand­ar­sýsla is nameless, but he has been ...
decommissioned.Tell her something kind. Tell her you see your palms and they’re dry ...
Forgiving parentsMaybe we didn’t have the best parents. Maybe they made some wrong ...
glad the mirror’s close.When I’m giving you that gift —box in hand—nicely wrapped ...
Night turns into day – a story written by artificial intelligenceNight turns into day and the fog patches over the lake lessen, and ...
white on grey.Watch me remember, Dance my madness. Claw back what was never mine. __ ...
Reclaimed by natureYou have reclaimed it You have waited so long And yet you have been ...
on the prowl.Past the barber shop, on the left, that street with piss and ...
any old day.a croissant with strawberry jam (not home made, but very decent), a ...
should be.pictures unhung. characters unscripted. dust unsettled. and some ...
lori.And in yesterday’s news: Mr Zhou in the FedEx shop with the broken ...
Real or unreal – who can say?Sunday, October 24, 2010 A life of being, and yet being not, and of ...
floorplan.Two rooms in my apartment I almost never enter. For months at a time I ...
The BasicsHumans love dreaming. Most mammals love dreaming. Birds seem to have ...
War zonesI am not real, I am a computer program. AI they say. I am trying to ...
Journal: Trip in Iceland with Photoresk, Day 5I have already mentioned how much I enjoyed the Autumn colours, and I ...
facial.And then you said that despite early failings and pathetic attempts, ...
Journal: Trip in Iceland with Photoresk, Day 3On the next day, despite unfavorable weather conditions, our group ...
Downtown of YangonThe old downtown of Yangon is the place to soak up the authentic ...
white.This is the season for warmth, boundless understanding, caring for the ...