Walking the Dog – A Matter of Life and Death
by Derek Alger
Issue No. 168 ~ May, 2011
I can't imagine how they felt -- shock, paralysis, disbelief. It was an ordinary day, a Thursday, nothing special, and then, all changed in a second.
I can't imagine how they felt -- shock, paralysis, disbelief. It was an ordinary day, a Thursday, nothing special, and then, all changed in a second.
Julie had a thing for cemeteries. Her father died when she was a girl, in a sudden and god-awful way, which had always explained a lot about her.
Ben-Zion watch the village, waiting for a wave of the hand, a twitch of his lips, the murmur of an order, some kind of prognostication of coming danger or relative security.
Mindy Greenstein is the author of the widely-praised book of personal essays, The House On Crash Corner, published and released this month by Greenpoint Press, a division of the not-for-profit New York Writers Resources.
Locked in the reversal of time, Marcella cannot create anything new; she cannot scrawl into the desk fresh wounds that shout "make me old, make me old, make me old!"
I heard him walking into things. I heard something drop and shatter, I heard running water, and cupboards. I heard him open the door to the bathroom and I heard the hinges of my mom's door, then something soft but heavy hit the floor.
If you fall in love you’d have a relationship like Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy. Arguing at first, then he would gradually become gentle and kiss you just like he were eating sugar cream pie.