…so she stepped outside, the garden spread out before her in a kaleidoscope of colors, the scents of which slowly engulfed her as the lazy warm breeze brushed gently over her tanned face, her long brown hair dancing delicately. The sun shone brightly and her slim figure cast a long…

In a vacuum, it's easy to say that one would never act vengefully, seek retribution, or try to ‘get even’, but in the moment, when the offender is a real life, flesh and blood human, the equation changes, dramatically.

At times we all live in the world of ‘I would…

Stepping out into the extreme cold, his layers of clothing doing little to shield his body against the gnawing, frigid air; his Monster once again sternly forcing his participation in an endeavor, which neither instilled appreciation in the boy, nor actually taught him anything due to the noteworthy ambition, not…

Mildred: Hey Johnny, what are you rebelling against?

Johnny: Whadda you got?

The outsider lives in an original world, a unique world, a world of individual perspective, free from the pressure of the group. Once the outsider attaches to an anothers ideology or relationship or an image that was created…

We were born into a world of magic; adults lived in the bright, obvious, serious, boring world, we moved in the shadows; in a world of endless possibility, we were sure of the magic, the air crackled as we moved through it, a familiar pleasant silent buzz in our ears…

Brett Curley

Writer, artist. brettcurley@gmail.com.

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