One night, in a barn far far away from the city life, two little piglets were staring at the night sky, brightly amused by the sparkle of the stars. The other animals in the barn were asleep, while the others were busy minding their own business. These little piglets have been together for sometime in... Continue Reading →
One summer afternoon, as the sun was about to set, a tiny and beautiful butterfly came flying over a meadow where the most extraordinary flowers grow. The butterfly, tired from flying, landed on a strange, beautiful flower. The flower, strange beyond compare—at least to the butterfly—has a long, erect, and spiraling stem with tubular flowers arranged... Continue Reading →
Marius walked slowly toward the playground where he and his best friend Drew frequent. There in one of the swings, Drew sat quietly, rocking slowly back and forth. His eyes were fixed on the ground, anger and disappointment blaze. “How dare you leave me like that,” Drew murmured. Marius moved in even closer. “Hey, buddy.... Continue Reading →
“You are a writer,” he said, looking at me straight in the eyes. I squinted. “Yes,” I replied, quite unsure what he meant, “you have known that for a long time now.” “Yeah,” he smiled, “I have, and it just sank in, actually.” “I don’t get it,” I laughed. He became quiet for a few... Continue Reading →
It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, for this small hotel at least. The cars were rushing in the streets outside, passersby hastily walking along the sidewalk, even the dogs and cats were busy being dogs and cats. John ran his fingers along the edge of the counter, his thoughts were lazy as well. He did... Continue Reading →
It had been an hour, and there wasn’t any sign of him yet. I was beginning to think that he would stand me up, like what happened in Tennessee last time. We agreed to meet a second time over another cup of coffee, and he did not show up. He texted an hour after our... Continue Reading →
My phone buzzed as a text message came in. I slid my right thumb across the screen and read the message from you, “Are you okay?” I smiled, not in a delighted way, to myself. Am I okay? I thought. Of course not. How was this even a question? I placed my phone inside my... Continue Reading →
The smell of coffee filled the room, which delighted Czak very much. For him, that very scent is power, a source of inspiration and energy. It lifts him up when he is down, it provides him creative fuel when he can’t write, it wakes him up when he is sleepy, and so many other things. For him, coffee is life.