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Rain.
Rain. Rain is good. I’m not talking about a summer rain in the city. In the summer the city stinks of sweat and garbage. That kind of light summer rain only makes it worse; the rain is like sweat, warm and sticky as it drips down your neck and forearms. It’s a rain that is too light to do......Read More

Posted on: 2007-12-01 10:33:04 | Rating:

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The Apartment.
This story is based on real events. I have always demanded the respect of fellow tenants in my apartment building. Sometimes, when there have been noise issues, I’ve gone and spoken to them myself. It usually works out. But starting three weeks ago, my neighbour above me started to drive......Read More

Posted on: 2007-12-02 16:07:17 | Rating:

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The Lamb who became a Fox.
I was told this story many years ago by an ancient shepherd and I believed him that it was true. Once upon a time long ago, before you or I were born, and before this village even existed, there lived a beautiful little lamb. This was the most beautiful lamb that had ever been born in the......Read More

Posted on: 2007-12-02 19:29:28 | Rating:

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Blues.
The painter’s studio is silent for a moment. On a small table beside a low-slung chair, a cigarette sits in an ashtray. The smoke, undisturbed, makes a thin white ribbon toward the ceiling where it is swept aside by the slowly turning fan. Beside the ashtray, a half empty bottle of red wine......Read More

Posted on: 2007-12-04 19:39:34 | Rating:

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Final.
These feelings die hard – biting and scratching; a flurry of hatred, out-lashing. Departure is final – separation and distance; a tearing sound echoes, reverberating. This love’s death is bitter – sorrow and despair; forgiveness is forgotten, abandoned.......Read More

Posted on: 2007-12-04 20:04:46 | Rating:

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Norval Morrisseau (1931-2007).
The Shaman Artist makes his final Journey. Norval Morrisseau, internationally renowned native artist, died in Toronto yesterday at the age of 76 from complications due to Parkinson’s disease. Born on the Red Lake Reservation in northern Ontario, Mr.......Read More

Posted on: 2007-12-05 12:01:23 | Rating:

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Piano.
Something is wrong, but I can’t quite put my finger on what it is that is making me uneasy. Walking down the main hallway of the country house inherited from my grandfather, what I remember as being old, dusty and decaying now seems bright, polished and touched by a loving......Read More

Posted on: 2007-12-07 13:02:43 | Rating:

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Angel.
Fix your unwavering gaze of black, stone eyes over this marble framed bed in which I lie. Stand in stony mourning, Shedding your tears of sand in this endless night of eternal, dreamless sleep. Let us become as lovers entranced in ritual yearning; A kiss upon......Read More

Posted on: 2007-12-13 15:00:23 | Rating:

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Peace.
Wrap yourself in funeral silence;<br> let the sound of love not enter here.<br> Plant a garden of weeping kisses;<br> let them bloom in blossomed tears.<br> Close your eyes and witness darkness;<br> let desolation be your guide.<br> Build a cell on......Read More