Posts Tagged: awareness
Julia drew one building after the other while the kids sat on the low wall. She disappeared in the calle and returned after an hour. Sorry I made you wait, Julia said eventually. Let’s go, said Beth, and everyone followed
There were days when summer heat made Julia feel bloodless. Only Gaia’s efforts would force her out of bed and in the streets looking and drawing maps. One summer morning they woke up at dawn and took the FishTrain to
Where are they going? They take passengers to Shelter Island, said Julia. At night? They have lanterns. What is the color of the sea at night? Black, as the sky. How are they going to find their way? They
We decode life and call it science. We encode our findings and call them stories, said Frank. Stories are how we understand. Julia kept drawing in her notebook the bat hanging from the ceiling of the attic while Gaia sat on the
Word after word the hero disappeared behind the stories, until one day he felt his journey complete. He had lost his identity to become everything. This thought distracted him and he stopped for a moment, his audience openmouthed.