I couldn’t do it anymore. Dealing with people is just so exhausting. I don’t have the heart to engage with people. There is only four people I feel worthy of my time and airtime, Mama, Dad, Arnie my best friend, and my sibling. I saw the ‘shrink’ as you had asked and he was helpful.
He stood under the glistening night sky. Eyes closed and face raised toward the heavens, his lips were pursed causing the sides of his mouth to turn up. His breathing shifted between short fast breaths and extremely long exhalation through his nostrils. This went on for about a half hour. Ogor was in an open
Kibe wiped the misty mirror and looked dead into it, his eyes were puffy and red, his skin was drooping and the grey hair seemed to be overtaking his face. His alarm rang again, he sighed. It was 4.30 am. He lifted himself from the sink and flexed, his chubby frame jiggling in the mirror
The doctor kept tapping on his wire rimmed glasses repeatedly as if to emphasize a point. Onditi was uncomfortable. He had been lying on his back, legs spread and his family jewels exposed from under the thin hospital garment. The doctor stood in front of him looking at his genitalia. “Not good!” the doctor said
Pitter. Patter. Pitter. Patter. Halt. Zoom. Pitter. Patter. Pitter. Patter. Splash! “Help! Help me! Oh! My GOOOOD ! Help me pleeeease!” Red jacket, wide white eyes. Pitter Patter. Eyes wide, bright light; feet cross the road. The man leaves me in effluent, garbage and muddy water. I splashed around in that manhole for what seemed
“Henry! Are you at home?” “Yes Dad. Why?” “Turn on the TV to Citizen.” “What for Dad?” “Just watch it Henry!” “Fine!” Henry lets off with a sigh and hangs up. Henry reaches out to the coffee table for the remote. “What the hell is this all about this time?” he grumbled as he turned