When Marc stopped dancing.

It wasn't an intentional thing. 

It was slow like filling a room dripping faucet. 

Life in some ways took it from him for sure.  

He was running for his life.

Other things were more important. 

But it was true before he met Sammy he wasn't dancing. 

He barely...

A knock on the door brought Marc back to reality. 

He paused waiting to see if they'd go away. They couldn't see him through the blinds, but he couldn't see who it was. 

It was Sammy's dad Kevin. 

He was  overweight but not in a way that was obvious. Short,...

Terry strolled through the park doing his usually lap. Terry's walk he would later tell his wife . The whole perimeter then through the center. While he did this, he'd walk slow. Sometimes stopping at a bench, sometimes just scrolling through his phone. It was his lunch time, so he...

Sammy didn't know how to reply to Marcs question.

"Why do you want to do this?"

"I want to be like the Blue Man."

Marc froze for a second. He doesn't know. He just keeps saying that.


"No but why do you want to do this?"

"I just like it."

That for some reason...

Marc ground the head of the cigarette out. He flicked it into the grating of sewer opening. Its all gunna end up in the same place, isn't it he thought. He at first was motivated by Sammy, but now he didn't understand something he didn't get it. What did Sammy...

Every so often Love was reminded of his past. Today spreading butter on toast, and listening to his coffee brew in the pot. He was reminded of his wife. How many mornings did they spend together, and different orientations they sat, and mugs they broke and cleaned.

She liked sandwiches...

"At every occasion, I'll be ready for the funeral"

"What?"

"Its that song, you know Band of Horses, the chorus"

"No, I know the song, just at this time feels a bit off" Derek told his wife.

"I like it, its nice to listen to sad music sometimes. I never knew thats what...

Derek usually didn't dream, or at least when he woke up he didn't remember. This morning was different.

He was in a sort of roman coliseum, at the edge looking down. He was the only one there, besides the actors. Down below was scene. Like a community production of Romeo and...

There was a point at which he realized he might die and a point where his friends found laying on the ground. Stan didn't die, but to his brain at that moment it didn't know. So it did would any sane person would do as the ship is going down,...

When Stan came too. The light was even brighter. A slow beep was coming towards his left. To his right was a white thing. His eyes blurred now came into focus, just a tray with a plastic cup and a straw. 

He tried to speak but no sounds came out....