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A chinese ghost
She’s standing at the crossing in Yaletown, slim, Asian, dressed in white like an unlucky ghost. Hair dark and cropped, neck level. From the back it seems as though she is about to cross but getting...
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New wheels
The cigarette is hanging from his lip above a collection of gnarly grey stubble. Grease monkeys in long dirty blue overalls lean in close sharing the flame, a little taste of death. He beckons me...
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Playtime
“Stop whining…stop whining,” the Filipina nanny is talking softly to the little boy, just two, arching his back in the stroller. Ironically to my English ears her intonation, born of the sing-song...
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The need for geraniums
I saw them once; maybe it was a week ago? No my mind has cut out a two week trip to England propelled by grief and circling loss embedded with music and old, old hills. And so after four last-minute...
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Featured on 6S
If you love flash fiction you should check out the excellent ’6S’ blog. One of my new pieces ‘unplugged’ is featured there today! Click here to check it out.
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Sunday, Alma Street
The homeless guy who hangs out by Seven Eleven is playing his guitar, pacing aggressively across the parking lot. I’ve seen him walk between cars at the intersection – this is new, since he found the...
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BC bud
The marijuana was not her biggest headache, we both agreed. Nor was the Asian gangster buying up grow houses and illegally stealing electricity under an assumed name (all paid for, in due course, via a...
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A taste of NaNoWriMo
There’s a moment every evening, if you live any distance from the equator, when the sun closes in on the horizon and the long rays strike their golden faces against the bricks and mortar of a thousand...
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Traction
Traction He goes further than you or I might on the ice laden sidewalk rollerblading saw in hand. What cold desperation I ask Leads him to the hardware store across frozen tarmacadam risking life, and...
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Constant gardeners
The sun shines bringing some scant warmth finally to the exotic flowers and shrubs artfully lining the byways of suburbia Everthing aligns perfectly each frontage gardened and honed to perfection...
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