A Date Near Downing Street

A Date Near Downing Street

The taxi door fluttered open, a bright flap of yellow against the sluggish August wind. One last look to the driver with graying teeth and gangly, corn-husk hair and Simon Plinkers peeled himself out of the car. (This after sitting for twenty seven minutes in downtown traffic as the taxi meter skipped

Summer Is Here and So Is My Note on Love

Summer Is Here and So Is My Note on Love

Irrelevance—like its more evil and twisted stepsister, irreverence—is a term not often price-tagged to the present of love. But as summer approaches and we flirt with finding our own summertime flings, the word is about to stick like a wet bathing suit to that very topic, more specifically to the

Valentine’s Day Aftermath: A Note On Love

Valentine’s Day Aftermath: A Note On Love

Irrelevance—like its more evil and twisted stepsister, irreverence—is a term not often price-tagged to the present of love. But in a recent story published by Man Repeller’s Amelia Diamond, the word is affixed to that very topic, more specifically to the idea of love’s most debilitating strain: amore unrequitedare (or something Latin-sounding

LIGHT ON ICE

LIGHT ON ICE

They were broken before they began, two snowflakes pirouetting toward the ground, toward the lights of a city made just for them. Everything was ordinary when the morning in question appeared, new and bright with a faint layer of fallen snow. December days were sometimes like that though, routine at

A DATE NEAR DOWNING STREET

A DATE NEAR DOWNING STREET

The taxi door fluttered open, a bright flap of yellow against the sluggish October wind. One last look to the driver with graying teeth and gangly, corn-husk hair and Daniel Plinkers peeled himself out of the car. (This after sitting for twenty seven minutes in downtown traffic as the taxi meter skipped

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