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a matter of taste
a matter of taste
“Which gun is mine?” she says.
Lindsay Torn
Jun 9, 2022
paper moon
paper moon
The paper’boy’ is not a boy at all.
Lindsay Torn
May 9, 2022
the coyote and the wind
the coyote and the wind
Wind whistled down the street but only because she’d forgotten her harmonica.
Lindsay Torn
Apr 7, 2022
a man known to
a man known to
A man known to all, shifts in his seat and wonders how long he’s going to be kept waiting.
Lindsay Torn
Mar 23, 2022
our house
our house
The house, due to a hump at the centre of the lot on which it sat, was — marginally — the tallest house on a noteworthily dull and boring…
Lindsay Torn
Mar 9, 2022
i dreamed that if i
i dreamed that if i
I dreamed that if I didn’t answer, you would stop asking. Now I will pretend it is yesterday and I am walking by the white picket fence in…
Lindsay Torn
Feb 23, 2022
crossroads
crossroads
“Hell?” he said. “It’s around here somewhere.” And turned his collar up against the chill. Shrugged deeper into the folds of the large…
Lindsay Torn
Feb 7, 2022
Attachment Issues
Attachment Issues
Jenny always takes her coffee to the table in the corner. She doesn’t like it when people stare at the back of her head. Because then she’s…
Lindsay Torn
Jan 23, 2022
good time Charlie
good time Charlie
Charlie came home today. His plane landed at 3:42. I wasn’t at the airport. But he came straight here, so I didn’t have long to wait.
Lindsay Torn
Jan 9, 2022
both sides now
both sides now
He wants her to hate him.
Lindsay Torn
Dec 23, 2021
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