Museum Man ii

Warm hands patted him on the back as he passed by the other cubicles, he addressed each of their grins with a stoic nod. Only a single man stayed in his seat and pouted. B paid no attention to him, and returned his thoughts to a worn out wish; that he could simply achieve his … Continue reading Museum Man ii


Saint Val and I are disappearing

"What am I looking for?" I demanded of myself for the nth time. Amongst cobwebs, creaking drawers and dusted mirrors - in which I appeared to myself as a foggy ghost from the blurred periphery of mine eye - I rummaged around fervently despite having no idea what exactly I was searching out. I had … Continue reading Saint Val and I are disappearing