Stories

Marystown

Bit One (bears are fast, really fast) Beethoven has always been my favorite composer and pianist, music in general a passion. Not being able to play a single instrument myself, I appreciate those who can and just enjoy listening. I was introduced to Beethoven for the first time after relocating to Marystown, Newfoundland. This was 1970, the same year James Taylor released Fire & Rain. Moving around was not unusual for me, my father’s work…

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Poetry Stories

Wolf Tears: Prologue

Have you ever seen the wind blow away a rainy day? Well I didn’t , but I so wished to see it one day. Born under the star of the sufferer, on 6th of January, a horrible weather outside, a day for my fathers pride, but there he stood holding me, a tear of joy followed by a tear of agony. One by one the tears dropped on me, the day I was brought into…

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Poetry Stories

Short Tales of A Tall Guy : Yogurt is the devil in the morning

It was a really rough morning , I was woken up by the sound of my neighbors banging the hammer violently on some poor piece of metal. Of course they did it with ill intent to crush that metal piece into smaller pieces and not to take away my beauty sleep, some people are just like that. I walked outside my room to the terrace and looked down at my cat laying in the middle…

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