• pzero commented on the post, prisoner 5 years, 8 months ago

    I was a prisoner to her gaze. We met eyes across the room, she was drinking scotch, and I was stuck. Little did I know that 40 years later, my wife never made me feel that way.

  • pzero commented on the post, stories 6 years ago

    The stories he told were often untrue though so entertaining, everyone often got caught up in their grandeur and peculiarity. They seemed loosely based in reality though with heavy doses of exaggeration and conjecture.

  • pzero commented on the post, grasped 6 years, 3 months ago

    He grasped desperately at the handle to his car door. Charlie had heard gunshots and dropped to the floor. He had scrambled the 25 yards to his car door and had just slid into home.

  • pzero commented on the post, flat 6 years, 3 months ago

    The flat desert stretched before him like a bowling alley. The tan expanse still felt intimate with stars hung low in the sky like reflections from a disco ball. These nights Carlos could feel the languid oppression of distant stars.

  • pzero commented on the post, plays 6 years, 3 months ago

    The plays at this particular theater had a propensity to be lavish but poorly acted. It was as if they had spent the entire time in the Home section of Macy’s and had never bothered to rehearse at all. Why would anyone waste such lace?

  • pzero commented on the post, visit 6 years, 4 months ago

    He peered through the glass at his brother, like an animal in the zoo. He don’t know how his twin could have drifted so far down this path, while he worked hard at Harvard.

  • pzero commented on the post, destroy 6 years, 4 months ago

    There lay his life. In one selfish act, he destroyed everything he cared about. Charlotte had such great legs though. He needed to feel them wrapped around his waist. And now his lawn was peppered with clothes and books.