...i once stood at the top of Coit Tower all by my lonesome... |
It's a bit windy. A swirling wind comes off the water onto the Embarcadero to dance around me and tickle me with its cold finger tips brushing me gently. I stand silently still surrounded by seagulls ...
Posted by THE WALKING on Sun, 09 Mar 2008 10:31:00 PST |
...atrophy... (short story) |
Part INot too long ago I resolved myself to make the trek to a coffee shop to check e-mail. It was an all too familiar trek I take every two or three days or so, only this time I had to weave my way t...
Posted by THE WALKING on Mon, 08 Oct 2007 01:57:00 PST |
...overheard in the blue collar town of River City... |
"do i dare post the photograph i was fortunate enough to snap of the wild and rare Armandosorus Rex sitting upon a certain Bluestreak with a howling look of murderous jubilation?"
-Six Guns...
Posted by THE WALKING on Thu, 30 Nov 2006 03:40:00 PST |
