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Tasting menus- that’s the way I’d like to live. Doing a litttle of this, a little of that. A bite here, a bite there. Commiting to one dish in your life seems like it would be less interesting.

» Posted By Malinowski On 05.08.2012 @ 9:59 am


Her genetics nominated her to be the mentally ill one. What could she do but to say yes. It was predetermined.

» Posted By Malinowski On 05.05.2012 @ 4:06 pm


I always tried to make up a good one- but then I got sloppy about it. But it didn’t matter because by then I didn’t care.

» Posted By Malinowski On 04.29.2012 @ 11:40 am


She had always imagined that her prince would gallop in on a bright white stallion. Later when she was more realistic she thought that she would settle for a rich guy in a limo. But she never dreamed that a stoner on a bike would tear the love out of her the way he did.

» Posted By Malinowski On 06.02.2011 @ 1:36 pm


The Cleopatra look was what she was after; Provacative, alluring, senusal. Instead she got racoon; troublesome, garbage eating rodent.

» Posted By Malinowski On 05.06.2011 @ 10:29 am


She wondered if the gasoline in the lawnmower was enough to blow up the garage. She just didn’t feel like cleaning the rat-trap out and this seemed like a do-able solution.

» Posted By Malinowski On 04.15.2011 @ 11:52 am


Breathe sweat and sneakers. Watch everyone running in place to get somewhere else. Move until you hurt. Listen to the clank of the weights. Be grateful that your body can take you here.

» Posted By Malinowski On 03.17.2011 @ 1:58 pm


It was just a little black dowel with a painted white tip- but Mommy told me that it was magic- and for my 4year old self there was nothing better.

» Posted By Malinowski On 03.13.2011 @ 9:57 pm


The winds of doubt swept her love of writing under the rug of silence.

» Posted By Malinowski On 03.06.2011 @ 4:32 pm


She was thoughtful in that way- so unlike me. She sent cards, said please and thank you for noticing, took time in choosing and wrapping gifts, gave money to people asking on the street, bought the raffle tickets for the church, girl scouts, soccer teams. SHe was so unlike me- and I hated her for it.

» Posted By Malinowski On 02.19.2011 @ 8:01 pm


She had invented dry humping, or so she thought. “Nothing could feel as lovely as making out with your eyes closed and your clothes on before your mother comes home from work”, she thought as she switched positions with Glen her beloved.

» Posted By Malinowski On 02.18.2011 @ 12:03 pm


Don’t pull the wool over my eyes. Does that mean “don’t pull my hat down too far on my head”? And isn’t it nice to be fooled sometimes?

» Posted By Malinowski On 02.17.2011 @ 10:32 am


AIt’s taste is as sweet and deep as the endless loop of memories of happy summer days.

» Posted By Malinowski On 02.14.2011 @ 11:21 am

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