There are condoms in bowls absolutely everywhere. It is the first sign that everything is not quite according to standard practice. My second sign is the gay poster of two men kissing and a coffee machine proclaiming a gay-positive message.…
Author: Puzzle Pieces
Hitting the snooze button to keep the dream alive
I woke up to the yellow shade of a sunrise in the early, misty haze resulting from dropped temperatures. For many years, I had forgotten the magical light that encloses the North during these dark and cold times. As I…
Maybe I have rabies… or saving Se-bat-sian
His English accent breaks somewhere between Italian and German. Easily over 80 years old, his hands tremble as he writes down the name of the church he thinks I should visit. In the footsteps of a pandemic, the economic disaster…
Every Robin needs a Batman
For some time I have used the phrase “Every Batman needs a Robin” to motivate how everyone needs a wingman, a side-kick, a friend. I myself identifying as Robin to close friends, perhaps most prominently Don Quijote, as their forever…
Rarity makes special
The first time I saw her was long before we spent any time together and also that was way before we became friends. While it’s sad to initiate a presentation with visual attributes, her beauty was the first inescapable thing…
Our Spot
My contribution to The Weekly Knobs prompt: “Swing.”https://theweeklyknob.com/our-spot-36079e62f06c___ “You know I don’t swing that way,” she told me yet again. This time, I’d said nothing, but silence often speaks louder than words. So as though to avoid a conversation that…
Hitting not quite The Rock’s bottom
(Published at a later date than it was written.) Today a bird shat on me. The yellow goo smeared itself out of nowhere all over my arm as though a reassuring pat from the universe telling me it will all…
The court is in session
I didn’t realise where I was at the time, heck, I don’t think I really have any idea now either. Some things are just not made to be comprehended at any point in time. Yet there I was anyway, somewhere…
Breaking the fourth wall
When I was younger, I used to think I had all the answers. Now I feel like don’t even know the question – if there even is one. Very “Hitchhiker” of me. I guess I’ve always had a bit of…
Going nowhere
Our stage is a carousel. The lights shine with the power of a thousand light-bulbs subdued by their own excess. Engulfing everything else in darkness. As from an ill-tuned piano trinkety-tronk music plays.Whining as though painful laughter. The wheel spins…