They Were Less Than Friends

A cursory look revealed a minor omission with a major impact on their relationship. Years of psychoanalysis were wasted trying to understand why the two were at each other’s throats. The name-calling, the stink eyes, the ugly faces, the fingers in the air, yelling, stomping, pounding of the tables with their fists – what caused…

They Were Less Than Friends was originally published on Sergey Bloom


I Am A Periodic Failure, And I Like It

My dear self, you are a special kind of screwed up, aren’t you?…