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Tag: Writing
the first time
So – my dad passed away at the start of this year. Each time I text someone to say that he’s died, my thumb hovers for a moment above the ‘p’ in passed away. Although it feels weird to write it, it’s less so to say it. Probably because as soon as it happened, I made myself…
kitchen
Hey! I’m Kitchen – Man’s favourite room in this house. Each morning, he comes downstairs and spends most of his day here – with me. I’m ruggedly handsome with hard edges and manly colours. A picture Window overlooks our backyard, (Man doesn’t know this, but I can control his mood. If I instruct Window to let in lots…
the croissant
Tucked in a back alley, running parallel to the main road was where she worked. Here, she’d just graduated from Dishwasher to Deep Fryer. Into the fryer she dipped countless Snickers bars, the most popular item on the sticky, plastic-covered menus, sandwiched between the mustard and ketchup squeeze bottles. She hated the deep fryer. Despite…