Short stories/Poetry

The Girl Atop the Hill

From up here everyone looks like toy people, smaller than my Barbie dolls, more like Legos. I see the top of their heads and there’s no particular pattern to their movements. They all believe they are doing something relevant, going somewhere important. But from where I stand, they are just scurrying dots operating within the […]

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In My Head

Beating Your Bully

Understanding the Bully Weakness drives a bully. It sets something off in her. If you ask her (or him) why she treats her target the way she does, her answer would be either exaggerated or senseless. It could be because she doesn’t really know the answer or she is ashamed of it. Whatever her reason, […]

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