mry writes

The train rolled by in an endless procession of steel; graffitied, rusting, rattling, sometimes dripping. Round cars, square cars, open cars, open doors on closed cars. A parade of transport; a mass of commerce, or material for future commerce. Chemical, mineral, raw and finished products. A person, then three, soon a gaggle, waited more or Continue reading

*a story* ***First Impressions*** Afternoon sun dappled the rumpled surfaces of the window panes, beating against the translucence of the old glass, trying to gain entry into the quiet room, seeking a path to illuminate the dim dusty corners. The intensity of the summer sun was softened by its passage through the dirt that crusted Continue reading

*a story* She is not sitting next to you, her head resting on your shoulder, through your efforts alone. Yes, she is next to you. You spied her sitting in a big chair and you began assembling the bits and pieces of a relationship. Yes, you made an effort to know her. What you need Continue reading

*a short story* Word got around in the usual way that words get around, which is unknown at the functional level and that is a good thing because words which do not deserve to get around would get around once the code was cracked and anyone could make word get around. Rumour says the fox Continue reading