I am a writer, painter and web geek with a passion for flash fiction.
They say that every story tells a picture, or is it the other way round. In my head, it looks different. Remember the rain and the puddles and the silver car that didn't stop.
I'm a hunter. My ancestors were hunters. Your ancestors were hunters. It's in our nature to kill. But you say it's wrong. I'm wrong.
Dear Washing Machine, I know that I sometimes overload you with work; that you carry two huge concrete weights on your shoulders; and that your life is mostly empty.