Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Four Short Stories

Is what spills out of your mind when your body is breaking down into sleep the brilliance of you or the absolute stupidity of you? Probably both.

And in my dream I commanded the coconut boats to leap up from the sea and join the snowflakes in distant clouds, but they did not listen...

Only when he was ten years old did he begin to fear living in the city, when he heard for the first time a woman screaming curses...followed by a gunshot...then sirens.

The skipper turned his beard to the salty wind and his eyes opened in readiness.

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